The jianghu calls for heroes to stay. Come watch and listen to the song of blades and swords.
Beneath the seemingly prosperous city, there is a group of people who live in humble dwellings or hide in the mountains, who are beggars or wear plain clothes, who ferry passengers or make a living telling stories and performing...
Only when the jianghu is thrown into turmoil and the nation faces peril do they step forward to turn the tide.
They die without regret if they fail, and disappear into obscurity once they succeed.
Unwilling to let them go unremembered, the wanderers of the jianghu asked me to write down their stories for future generations to pass on.
