At fifteen, I set out to roam the martial world.
Young and reckless, I traveled the world with my sword as my companion.
Beneath the Peach Blossom Temple, we gathered and watched the world's fortunes rise and fall.
A midsummer blizzard buried the blazing sun and washed away hatred.
Your drunken gaze blurs the clash of blades, while my words and ink write a new chapter in the world of martial arts.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
