Traveling to the South of the Yangtze River in the Snow

The river in the south was still so calm, like a mirror. The sword in the hand of the young man in the boat on the river slowly started to move. The days of running around on this continent as a desperado slowly began. People had always thought that the young man had died long ago, but now he was holding a sword on the boat and fighting his way out. Suddenly, the moonlight reflected on the river slowly seeped out and blood flowed out. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.