Snow End

In the troubled times when wars are everywhere and people's lives are like grass, fate has dealt the cruelest frost to the young Zhu Moran. He once had ordinary but warm glimmers - a loving mother's needlework, a young sister's crisp laughter, and a vague memory of his distant father. However, amid the biting cold and bottomless despair, and amid the brutal bandits (or a deeper conspiracy?), He witnessed the blood of his loved ones splashing on the cold snow, and even had his eyes cut off. Darkness became the only color for the rest of his life. Poverty and hunger are like maggots in the tarsus. In this era when human life is as cheap as grass, for an orphan who has lost his eyes, living is a kind of torture in itself. The wind and snow were his quilt, and the heart tempered by hatred in his chest was the only fire that supported his survival. On the way of life, he encountered various situations in life, but he did not change his determination for revenge.