Singing Along the Cold River

To many people, the jianghu is familiar. Named for rivers and lakes, it can lie still and calm or whip up waves that shake the heavens. It can wash the grime from people, or swallow them whole like a muddy river. It is a vast stage. Scholars wielding soft brushes can take the stage, as can soldiers armed with spears and drums, streetwise ruffians, and delicate women who know only song and dance. They may be buried beneath wave after wave, but once their footprints are left behind, they will be remembered forever. But can you really become someone like them just by packing your things and walking out the door? ‘Without righteousness, there can be no heroism; without heroism, righteousness cannot endure.’ ‘Only when the flash of blades fades can the grudges of the jianghu be left behind.’ With ten years to roam the jianghu, Tang Po has escaped death's door again and again, enduring one painful parting after another. Now he has returned to take charge of the Alliance Under Heaven, become the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, and reshape the jianghu!!