Etched with the words "Autumn Water," its gleam sharp and untouchable. This treasured sword, which Lan Ao pai…
Etched with the words "Autumn Water," its gleam sharp and untouchable.
This treasured sword, which Lan Ao paid a fortune for and later shattered in defiance, was once wielded by famed masters.
The warrior wearied by service to a corrupt lord had lost touch with his own formidable palm technique.
Bestowed the Autumn Water sword along with political favor, he abandoned his palms for steel.
The sword was what preserved his dignity, the last thing that allowed him to call himself a "hero."
But in the end, he surrendered even that—offering it up to a disgraced minister.
Dress it up however one likes, the truth remains: it was servitude, quiet and humbled.