In The City these past few days, a juicy piece of news has been spreading around. Li Bonian was beaten up in a sack in the provincial capital for fighting with a rich Young Master over a brothel woman. It was said that the beating was severe. Not only was his face swollen like a pig's head, but several of his ribs were broken, and there wasn't a single spot on his body that hadn't been hit. He has to lie in bed for two months before he can get up again.
"Really?" Su Wenyue raised her eyebrows, unconvinced of the story's veracity. Li Bonian wouldn't be that stupid, would he? To actually go seeking death in the prefecture, a place notorious for its deep waters. Even if he stirred up trouble there, his relative, Master Li Baihu, might not be able to save him.
