It was my first time to write a novel, and I felt quite uneasy because I had grown up watching martial arts. Naturally, I also had a martial arts dream of sacrificing one's life for righteousness, gratification, lingering pathos, and decisive love. So I wanted to write a martial arts story, and it would not be in vain for the dream I had when I was young. In the dream, you can know how many flowers have fallen, and in the dream, you can race through the rivers and lakes.
This is a story about the growth of a young man. Ten years ago, the Excalibur Villa was wiped out. As the only descendant of the Excalibur Villa, the seeds of revenge were already planted. The young man searched for the famous sword all the way. In order to take revenge, the young man's heart became lonelier time and time again. Where to go, who knows...
Intention: Although the sword is ruthless, people also have hearts...