Once, I too dreamed of wandering the world with a sword at my side. But the world was so full of splendor. Years later, does snow still fall across the Baiqing Snowfields? Do wanderers of the old martial world still gather at Lovers' Cliff? Is Bamboo Grove Village still as peaceful as ever? Does the sunset still blaze with the colors of blood over the Five-Colored Rock Isles in the desert? It feels as though the great hero once came here, yet never stayed long. The young man returns, still dressed in white Taoist robes. His weapon has weathered the years and the rain, and weariness has etched itself onto his face. Yes, it's time to come back and see it all again.
