The Long Separation of Jian Shang

Bloody woods, corpses all over the ground. A man in white with complicated eyes, and a girl of about eleven or twelve years old covered in blood. "Are you willing to follow me?" The girl looked at the bodies of her parents and family members in pain. He crawled with his scarred body to the man's feet. She pulled the man's clothes and said with tears on his face: "Yes." In order to avenge her family, she worked every step of the way. Out of guilt, he endured countless pains. For her long-cherished wish, he couldn't make a choice and was in a dilemma. In this troubled world of Taoism, love has no last resort, love has no choice, and love is in a dilemma.