A spirited youth roams far and wide. Life and death in the jianghu, but a fleeting dream. No one knows which poet once recited this verse, but ever since, it spread among the common folk—luring countless people to their deaths, yet also forging an era brimming with dreams of martial chivalry. And that man was a legend unique to this very era. Jiang Moran burst into the jianghu at the age of nineteen. In merely three years, he forged a resounding name in this turbulent age, only to vanish without a trace for the two years that followed. The legend that once shook the jianghu fell silent, while the world gained an idle slacker who had given up on ambition. That was, until one day he crossed paths with a pitiful young girl, and endless trouble came crashing down upon him. Jiang Moran: "I really just wanted to retire. Seriously, don't force me to step back into the world..."