Snowflakes Bury the Red Leaves

The jade Buddha is stained with blood, concealing a decade-old vendetta that wiped out an entire family. Returning with snow on his shoulders, he swears to sever every tie with a blade of ice.

A black blade, a pale hand. He comes from the snow-capped mountains, his heart cold as he wanders the world.

All to find somewhere he can call home.

Love, bonds forged in life and death, and hearts impossible to read: can he watch the world’s joys and sorrows with a smile?

Enemies lurk in the shadows, schemes abound, and danger is everywhere. Can he shoulder both his family’s vendetta and his country’s enmity?

He battles villains, quells rebels, executes traitors, and repels foreign foes, roaming the martial world and conquering the land,

yet he cannot change a fate destined for loneliness or save a heart destined to grow cold.

Flying snow buries red leaves; the autumn wind transforms the world. So many things happen in the martial world, yet in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.