I grew up on the battlefield, with loyalty and honor above all else.
To protect the lands of Southern Chu, I feared neither shedding blood on the battlefield nor dying far from home.
But then I found myself a delicate wife.
From then on, tempered steel turned soft as silk, and loyalty and honor faded like smoke. All I wanted in this life was to protect her.
It wasn't until the day I retired after achieving success and withdrew to the mountains, when assassins came knocking, that I discovered my frail, willow-like wife was remarkably skilled with a flexible sword.
