A domineering general with overwhelming power, among all the thousands of people, he only has a crush on a commoner scholar. Little did he know that in the heart of that gentle scholar, there was a deep blood feud - the general was his sworn enemy who killed his father. The proximity is a deliberate disguise, and the reliance is a step-by-step calculation, but as we get along day after day, the hatred is shaken by the quietly growing affection. Who was tempted first by this approach in the name of revenge? And when the truth cuts open your chest like a sharp knife, should you hold the sword against each other, or should you let this unnecessary feeling burn the two of you together?
