This bow once belonged to a legend, kept always at his side. In his prime, he wielded it with pride, calling h…
This bow once belonged to a legend, kept always at his side. In his prime, he wielded it with pride, calling heroes from across the jianghu to join his cause.
"Now rise the Hanging Blade, may all the heroes of the land fall within my sights."
His advisor corrected him: not heroes alone, but all under heaven would fall within his sights.
As long as the heart that yearns for peace endures, even this muddied world might be made pure again one day.