Feng Daban remembered, the last person who liked to use silver as if it were a knife was that Prime Minister who sat in silence in the Jiefan Building for decades.
The three volumes of the ancient book series caused heads to roll in Changsha Prefecture and Southern Zhili, thirty thousand taels of silver prompted betrayal and deceit in the Jianghu, and the empty title of Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch forced major sects to turn against each other.
Back then, the Jianghu wasn't like it is now.
Back then, the Jianghu had the Young Master Kongxu, the Golden Bell Saintess, knights, female knights, respected sect leaders, and righteous butchers. In teahouses, storytellers had endless tales, and the Jianghu was full of living legends.
When the three blades of the Jiefan Building fell, eighty percent of the national Executive Offcier gates belonged to the Jiefan Building, wrapped up in some layer, not knowing where.
