Daily Life at the Assassins' Pavilion

In the fifth year of Jingyue, the martial world and the imperial court officially declared themselves separate and irreconcilable. From the extremes of their conflict, an organization quietly emerged. It belonged neither to the martial world nor to the imperial court. It was the Assassins' Pavilion, a place atop Yushan that inspired both longing and fear. Six people: one mysterious, one gentle, one modest, one arrogant, one aloof, and one mischievous. They were assassins who took money to do the job and never showed mercy. Everyone had a story, everyone had a past. No one was born loving to kill, just as I'm still not used to it... Her gaze was cold as she said this. Stop! You think that's what the Assassins' Pavilion is like? Of course... of course it is! This is a story with plenty of gravitas, after all. Assassins have to be cool and aloof, don't they?!