Tiger and Leopard Hall.
Yang Daohan was dressed in a long cyan robe, its lapels flowing elegantly, giving him a refined and scholarly appearance.
"By my calculations, it should be about time, right?"
It was a cold winter, and night fell early.
Watching the dusk settle and illuminate the courtyard, he sat before a prepared banquet, waiting quietly. He spoke softly to the men beside him.
"Of course they'll come!"
"In this five-hundred-mile territory of Anning County, when the Three Great Gangs summon someone, there's no such thing as waiting overnight."
"Whoever we summon, if they aren't here by sunset, they won't even need to wait for King Yama to call their name at midnight!"
Zhang Liechen, the Dragon Head of Lion Hall, grinned.
"Hmph!"
"Golden Muscle and Jade Veins... I hear it's a state that the Young Masters and Young Ladies from the Prefecture City spare no effort to achieve when tempering their bodies, a barrier they must break through with all their might."
