A fog in Nanshan Lake involved Lin Mo, Bai Bing and Zhong Tianqi in the turbulent late Kangxi years.
When I woke up, I was in a different world and my heart was also a prisoner. That last push by the lake became an insurmountable gap between the three of them. Lin Mo thought it was Bai Bing's greed for vanity, Bai Bing thought it was Lin Mo's cold-bloodedness, and Zhong Tianqi struggled painfully between brother and true love.
The seeds of misunderstanding grew crazily in the fire of the nine sons' inheritance.
He, assisting the cold-faced fourth master, worked hard at every step, vowing to fight for a future in this man-eating court, but when he fell asleep late at night, he thought about the tenderness of Miss Jia's family;
She fell into Ba Ye's mansion and became an embellishment of the power scheme. Seeing Ba Ye's affectionate dedication, her heart was full of doubts about the past;
He joined the Northwest Army Camp, poured out his blood, and became the God of War under the Fourteenth Master, just to protect them one day.
When the camps confront each other, when the swords are facing each other, when the fog of truth is lifted layer by layer, they are shocked to realize that the fate-changing betrayal actually stems from the most despicable jealousy.
Will they get back together and work together to break the situation, or will they leave eternal regrets in the bloody setting sun of Kowloon's struggle to win the rightful son?
