A storm was brewing in Beicheng. The childhood sweetheart I treasured above all else pushed me into an abyss of no return.
I had only wanted to live an ordinary life, marry, have children, and enjoy a peaceful existence.
But fate loves playing tricks. In the end, it pushed me into this jianghu of flashing blades and swords.
Deception everywhere, hearts impossible to read, territory fought over. The hardest thing to guard against is the human heart.
My name is Li Zhengdao. I'm an ordinary man, an ordinary man driven into a dead end. There are no glorious big shots here, only a jianghu full of deceit. This isn't a power fantasy, just the account of someone abandoned by his era.
