The existence of Wanxiang Pavilion began with a man's promise to a woman.
He is the powerless adopted son of a regent, dependent on the powerful. An elegant musician who frequents the pleasure quarters, he is known as the “romantic rake who sleeps among flowers and willows.”
He is also an indispensable general of Wanxiang Pavilion, a swordsman in blue robes and silver armor who cries out to the heavens, his blade cutting through the night.
His former glory has become a scar around his neck that will never fade, a pain buried deep in his heart.
“I came back from hell because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t let go of how much I missed you!”
