Hidden waters can travel far. Sometimes, that water carries dreams of home. As war rages on, letters from home…
Hidden waters can travel far.
Sometimes, that water carries dreams of home. As war rages on, letters from home are worth their weight in gold. In refugee camps, some still take up the pen, sealing their burning hearts within each letter, and entrusting them to the currents, hoping they will reach those who wait and long for their return.
Sometimes, that water takes the form of ink amid the flashing blades. At Qi Manor, a lone hero infiltrated the enemy camp. Though imprisoned, he managed, through many twists and turns, to pass along vital intelligence until it reached his fellow allies.
There is yet another kind of water, one that weaves together the veins of the land through secrets, letters, and promises. Unseen, it quietly governs the tides of urgency and calm, stirring great waves, and carrying a secret, one for which countless would give their lives, into distant hands.
They follow the sparks of the north and converge here. Thus, the boundless jianghu takes shape, mighty enough to withstand a sea of fire..