The Wolf and the Swordsman

Lang Lang doesn’t know his name or where he came from. He once lived bewildered in the mundane world, unaware that the boundary between it and the jianghu is no thicker than a sword’s edge. He wields a sword and kills, yet always only to protect.

Shangguan Rui stands above the jianghu, untouched by the dust of the mundane world and admired by all. Few know how lonely it is to be at the top. When the irreplaceable people in his life leave one by one, he becomes a sword without a sheath, wounding others and himself.

Fu Nansheng doesn’t know when he will die, because death could come at any moment. Yet, frail and ill, he keeps traveling, all for a promise he made. The breeze through the willows is gentle against his face; when the wind dies, so does the one who walks with it. He smiles as he watches the misty waters.

Qian Qingyun is elusive, always accompanied by a silver wolf. With his baby face and starry eyes, he is a physician who kills without mercy. He is ruthless, treating everyone around him like playthings. Only at the very end does he realize that the hardest person to control is himself.

The sword slides into its sheath, the soul falls away. It wanders like a shadow through vast mountain forests, keeping close at their side. Though their bond was brief, it never regrets accompanying them to the end of the jianghu, singing the last song of untamed steeds and wild abandon.

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