A Song of Feathered Robes in the Jianghu

She has no flower-like beauty. She has no exceptional talent. She has no happy family. Amid the tumultuous martial world, she is merely an obscure nobody. She has a pure and simple heart, and a world within her that is kind and beautiful. In the end, she wins over the entire martial world. One person's lonely martial world. Simple, complicated. The human heart, human nature. Storms gather and winds rise. Flashing blades and crossing swords.