The Jianghu – where there are swords and storms, where people walk the road, and stories are passed in secret.

Jianghu is not a place, but a spirit:
Freedom to come and go, each following its own path, intertwined by fate.
Every encounter is destiny;
Every cycle is a chapter.
Jianghu does not ask for identity, only leaving traces of those who have walked through.
To go and stay, to rise and fall, all within Jianghu.
—— The Jianghu has opened, but the story is not over.