In a frontier town on the Northern Plains, wind and snow blanket the land.
The young Shen Changce has a rusted iron blade and two nameless graves.
At eighteen, he finally learns the truth: his parents didn’t die of illness. They were murdered.
And the person who killed them sits upon the imperial throne.
So the young man enters the martial world, meets brothers and kindred spirits, and follows the path of his blade straight to the capital.
Someone asks him, “Do you know who you’ll be facing?”
He says, “I do.”
“Then why are you still willing to go?”
The young man grips his blade and answers, each word clear and firm:
“Because the person he wants to kill is the person I want to protect.”
This is a story about protecting the ones you love.
One blade, one man, one martial world.
