There are those who hold lanterns in the world, who do not kill demons or save sentient beings, but only use the fire of their hearts to illuminate their stubborn obsessions. When there is a gap in the human heart, there is darkness; when the human heart heals, there is a glimmer of light.
Seventeen-year-old Wan Zhao is a solitary lamp walker. After ten years of traveling, a solitary lamp of crude pottery heart fire passed through countless deserted dark corners, and every dark corner was filled with light.
Intention: The human heart can cross itself, walk with the glimmer of light, and fight against the darkness of obsession with gentleness