Fame in the world, the flavor of old age, the time of return in spring.
There is no world, no martial arts.
In other words, the rivers and lakes have no boundaries, and the martial arts world has no boundaries. It's all rivers and lakes, it's all martial arts.
The sudden revelation of a pavilion, which was originally a rain of blood, but also provoked a fishy storm, was obviously a mystery in the world. Why did the famous martial arts families continue to talk and laugh, turning a blind eye? How can there be an end to favor? How can hatred be ended? Who is in control? Who is being manipulated? Who can be chic? ... Darkness is the best time to wait. All the greed and ugliness hidden behind will be exposed under the background of the night. And at this time, how come the sound of the clock sounds again...
After the drums are changed, at what time the sun rises, where is the pavilion?