A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
After Fan Xian descended into this world, from when he was still an infant, he had begun to learn the Unnamed Martial Secret his mother had supposedly left to him. It was a thin book with a yellow cover. The Martial Secret was divided into two volumes. Wu Zhu had once told him that the first volume was about the Tyrannical Way, but what about the second volume?
It was only an irresponsible male nanny like Wu Zhu who would casually leave this dangerous Martial Secret next to a child's side. It was only a strange creature like Fan Xian who would begin to learn it before he could even run.