Everyone knows that the rivers and lakes are like angry horses in bright clothes, grudges and grudges are made at will, justice is in charge of justice by a well-known and upright family, and right and wrong can be decided with a single sword. But Wen Yan lives in the fireworks of the market and is used to seeing the real world: knights are famous, but the common people have no lives; the right path is bright, but the hearts of the people are the most dangerous. He was originally an orphan raised in an inn in the small town of Qingxi. He had no sect backing or a peerless master. He could live a stable life with only a proud temperament honed in the business world and a set of incomplete ancient martial arts. When a good man is wronged, a righteous man dies tragically, and the public has no place to live, Wen Yan finally understands. Half of this world is pleasure, and half is involuntary; the most evil thing in this world is never the evil heretics, but the hypocritical human heart wrapped in the skin of justice. Born in the market, he does not worship famous families, does not seek false fame, is not afraid of powerful people, and is not afraid of troubled times. Everyone is a traveler. Only I hold the sword to live up to the people, and live up to the mountains and rivers.
