My name was Xuán Jiǎn. I was an assassin, with neither money nor feelings. All I had were the two great swords in my hands, one black and one white.
I had once been a renowned master swordsman. Because I killed without batting an eye, my name struck terror throughout the martial world. Later, for certain reasons, I joined Qin's Web and became the sharpest blade in the organization, eliminating many of its enemies. The lives I took probably numbered over a thousand.
Although I fell far short of that God of Slaughter of Qin from decades ago, few in the martial world could stand against me. To grow stronger, I constantly honed my skills.
Later, during a mission, I faced a veteran hero of the martial world. I won that battle, but suffered grave injuries. A frail young woman saved me. She had a beautiful name: Xianxian. She treated me so tenderly that my heart, frozen for years, began to thaw. In the end, I fell in love with her, and she with me. Then she became pregnant with my child.
For the sake of my family, I gave up being a cold-blooded assassin. I feared that one day I would die on a mission and never again see my beloved Xianxian or our unborn child.
I had thought my career as an assassin was over, but Xianxian's father discovered that I belonged to the Web. Wei Yong, the Grand Minister of Works of Wei and Xianxian's father, used this to threaten me, demanding that I eliminate his political enemies at court.
I agreed, never imagining that this would mark the beginning of my tragedy.
I became Wei Yong's blade in the shadows, killing many powerful officials of Wei for him. For my final mission, I agreed to eliminate