The Young White Horse’s Journey with Blade and Sword

In the jianghu, I am even more at home in the halls of power.

In peaceful, tranquil years, I plunge headlong into the surging tide as heroes rise on every side.

Though young, I fear neither wind nor rain.

May I ride my white horse across the world,

may I wield my sword to bring peace to a troubled age,

and may I draw my blade to put my heart at ease.