The year came to an end, and heavy snow flew.
The north wind was sharp as a knife, whisking up thousands of fluttering flakes.
Qingshan City, Little Mountain City, and Anshan City, all under the jurisdiction of Yao Mountain County, were not particularly famous, but they had a simple local custom and their people lived and worked in peace and contentment.
Within the entire city, only the Black Tiger Gang had entrenched itself there. The Gang Leader, the Black Tiger Monk, was also considered skilled in Jianghu. Although his name had never appeared on any acclaimed list, his Black Tiger Claw technique was enough to frighten the nearby green forest heroes out of their wits. The three hundred Black Tiger Disciples were each elite warriors. Although they extorted merchants for protection money, they could be considered guardians of peace.
One day in Qingshan City.
Black Tiger Disciple, Zhang Xuan, was sitting at a stall drinking alcohol.
