Capital City, on a summer night, heat enveloped the earth, and a bright moon hung in the boundless night sky, with sparse stars twinkling like mischievous children.
Inside the main clubhouse of Victory Sky Society, "bang, bang, bang," Chang Yishui kicked angrily at a table beside him. The nine burly men who had been laid low by Brother Hu at the Fragrant Mansion remained silent with their heads bowed, knowing all too well that provoking Chang Yishui in his current fiery temper was something they could not afford.
On the mahogany chair to the left of Chang Yishui sat a bald man in his thirties, bearing a resemblance to Chang Yishui. A huge scar stretched across the man's face, completely ruining the originally somewhat handsome features and leaving a fierce and terrifying appearance.
