Jiuzhou City was once again in turmoil. After the night of its destruction, he lived in seclusion in the desert station for sixteen years. Traveling thousands of miles to the border, he and the prince became brothers in a bloody battle; he escorted him to the imperial capital to fight for the throne, but he was involved in the strangulation of power between the queen and the nine-thousand-year-old prince. The mission failed, the brothers were imprisoned, and the lovers were separated.
Ten years later, he rode back with his mission accomplished and his brotherhood gone. He took off his sword and placed it in front of the city gate, then disappeared into the desert wind and sand.
The geese crossing the cold pond leave no trace behind. What he put down was not his sword, but his obsession.
