A dissolute scoundrel gong vs. a vengeful beauty shou.

A mad dog versus a rabid hound.

The six states of Zhongbo were handed over to foreign enemies, and William Sullivan was escorted to the capital, reduced to a drowning dog for all to beat. Andrew Bennett caught the scent and, not letting anyone else lay a hand, personally kicked William Sullivan until he was a sickly wreck—only for this invalid to turn around and bite him back, leaving him bloodied. From then on, the two became mortal enemies, always at each other's throats when they met.

"Fate wants me to stay here my whole life, but this is not the path I chose. The yellow sands have buried my hands and feet; I refuse to submit to a hollow destiny. The imperial edict cannot save my soldiers, the court cannot feed my horses, and I will not risk my life for this any longer. I want to cross that mountain. I want to fight for myself."