Midwinter, Northland, Broken Cloud Pass. On top of the hundred-foot cliff, the wind and snow are like knives. Yan Heng, who was dressed in shabby black clothes, was carrying a long object wrapped heavily in coarse linen on his back, staring at the city below. Fifteen years ago, the powerful Yanjia Fort was burned down overnight. Only the seven-year-old son was taken out by his loyal servant and fled to the rivers and lakes. Fifteen years later, the childish boy he once was has become a lone wolf. The half of "The Ancient Art of Zhaoxue" hidden close to his chest and the half of the ice glass jade pendant deliberately left behind by the enemy on the night when the fort was destroyed are the only clues. Who the enemy is, why they massacred the fort, and why they left behind their seals and pendants are all a mystery. When he comes back this time, he will use the lone knife in his hand to split the cold night and reveal the bloody truth buried deep in the snow.
