This may be Jianghu.
But not, my first.
She looked at the beautiful face in the water, her head full of brilliance lighting up the lake, and the beads condensed in the water were deeply imprinted between her eyebrows. She wondered how all this prosperity piled up to make the heights unbearably cold. She wanted to know whether she should succumb to the so-called "justice" under the thumb of thousands of people. She wanted to know why she was the one who left her back to thousands of people at the edge of the wave and suffered the desolation alone.
Is it possible to go back to the beginning, when Sheng Xue dressed in white, looked at the people around her, and raised the corners of her mouth quietly; instead of using the edge of the Jade Water Sword to draw sad red flowers on their necks.
You can't go back to the beginning, because this is the world.