Journey with Sword in Hand

There was a swordsman who carried a wooden case and commanded seven flying swords. He began to grasp the Way of the Sword on his own in Lingzhou, but in old age, looking back, he realized he had let down the woman he loved. There was an old man who built a small city east of Jieshi, where he could gaze out over the sea. He called it Wuju. He was invincible in his era, yet often troubled. There was a general who spent half his life pouring his heart and soul into defending the realm and purging the court of corrupt officials, only to be branded a traitor and see even his own clan lose their lives. There was a manor lord who commanded the sword world and cut an imposing figure, yet worried himself gray over his son. The jianghu is full of high spirits and unfulfilled ambitions. You ask where the jianghu is. It is across this vast land, in pavilions and towers, in taverns and inns, or perhaps in this cup of tea…