The Great Ming’s Naval Tragedy

After a lifetime of struggle, reborn into a second life, I will still do my best to be myself, even back in the Ming dynasty.

The mountains and rivers of the Wanli era cannot contain a soul that charges ahead, wild and untamed.

I draw my blade, then put it away. Who, beneath the moon at the third watch, could understand the feelings I cannot bring myself to let go?

Whom will I remember, whom will I forget? At the ends of the earth, who will raise a cup to the moon and drink with me?