He once told her, "I'll stay by your side and watch the sun rise and set, until the end of time."
He once told her, "I want to be your protector, guarding you for the rest of my life."
They had grown up together, childhood friends with a bond as close as family. But when disaster struck overnight and the fairy became a witch, could they only sever their ties with a sword and become strangers at opposite ends of the world?
The jianghu is a world of many faces, filled with countless people. Along the way, he witnessed endless bloodshed, strife, and scheming among its inhabitants, and saw people in the mortal world struggle through all manner of hardship, love, and hate. There was a wildcat who was madly in love with a goddess, a flower farmer who died for his blossoms, and a princess who became a demon for love. After countless twists and turns and years of upheaval, he and she still returned to where they began, bound together once more.
You say, "All the world bustles for profit; all the world hurries for gain." I say, "How deep is a love that never wavers? Deep as the evening sun in the mountains, deep as autumn rain."
Once drawn into the mortal world, one is consumed by greed, delusion, anger, and resentment. The Three Pure Ones' realm of illusion is but a passing cloud, yet I have never regretted it. At first light, I will meet you.
