Young Man's Sword Farewell

I am a sword dripping with blood. The contradiction between gentleness and sharpness coexists in an individual. I am no different from the world. I am young and sincere, and I take care of myself. The young man's heart beats like weeds, which spread to the sky when the wind blows. The young man's wind is boundless, and none of us can know where he will go. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.