Autumn's shadow turns to golden waves; the flying mirror is polished once more. Raising a cup, I ask Chang'e: What can I do, now that white hair mocks me?
Ride the wind and soar, across the vast sky, straight down to the rivers and mountains. Cut away the osmanthus branches, and people say the moonlight will shine all the brighter!
The martial world is treacherous, and people's hearts are not what they once were. The Wulin Alliance Leader commands the heroes. What is the martial world? It is said: wherever there are people, there is a martial world. By the same token, who knows how many people in that world dream of taking the Alliance Leader's seat?
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