The Cold Crows Beneath the Bright Moon of Late Autumn

Of all the things in this world, all its grudges, love, and hate, what could be warmer than having a friend return to your side? The author writes in a style reminiscent of Gu Long, favoring chivalry over brute force and reveling in settling scores. The strangest thing in the martial world is friendship. Peerless martial arts do not necessarily come with extraordinary wisdom. With a single knowing finger, one can rule the martial world, as all things grow wildly. The best move is no move at all.

There is a legend in the martial world about a strange bird in Moon Lake City. It has black feathers and flies only at night.

They say it is a harbinger of death. If it means for you to die, it will come flapping its wings in the dead of night. No one who has heard the strange bird’s cry has ever escaped. People can never escape their fate. It’s as if a crow is always watching you from the shadows. Everyone in this world has a place of their own. Names and identities can be exchanged, but no one’s fate can ever be confused with another’s…