Wherever people gather, there is a jianghu.
Chen Shaoan’s jianghu has no peerless sword techniques or martial arts rivalries.
As a young man, he set out alone. For half his life, he drifted through wind and rain, tasted the warmth and coldness of human life, and crossed every rough road the world had to offer.
He found kindred spirits and loved someone from his past. He endured long years of hopeless waiting and weathered one crushing blow from fate after another.
In the end, the gleam of a blade must fade, and even the strongest liquor will run dry.
When the dust finally settled, he shed the weather-beaten burdens he carried and returned to the humble warmth of a small courtyard.
This is no legend of the jianghu, just the story of an ordinary man: the road he walked for half his life, the hardships he endured, and the tenderness he held dear.
Half a Life in Memories: A Chronicle of Fortune and Hardship, a Tale of Time and Change
