The Peaceful Inn

The sword is not yet sheathed, but the moment you step out the door, you are already in the jianghu. After a thousand sails have passed, you return, still a youth. ……… Born in a chaotic era, war rages across the world, and the living are suffering, human lives are as fragile as grass. At the age of adulthood, you act with justice and chivalry across the four seas, with a long sword in hand, cleaving through to a clear world. Drinking ice for ten years, it is difficult to cool the hot blood. Cutting through thorns and thistles, I wish to open up peace.