He is the most ruthless swordsman among surgeons, with a sharp edge. He was once infamous, sealed in a bloody past, and thought his life was doomed. The storm arose again, and he was teetering on the edge of the cliff of fate. But this time, he's not alone. Some people would rather be enemies with the world than stand side by side with him. I am stuck in the quagmire, but I still stretch my branches and leaves desperately, eager to bloom in the sun, just because - there is warmth and you there.
