Night Ends and Dawn Dawns

The sword is cold, but the blood is hot. Love is fake, situation is real. A hunt spanning life, death, time and space, in this lawless world, begins again with the most primitive knives and swords. He said: "There are only murderers in this world, and... People who deserve to be killed." He smiled: "Then, what kind of person are you?" When the final sword pierced the long night, the morning light dyed the mountain top red. He sheathed his sword and his back disappeared into the vast fireworks of the rivers and lakes. It's finally dawn. How is the night? The night is still young. What's going on? It will be bright.