Like most people, I was a poor young man in the late 1990s. That year, she married a good-for-nothing, and I was devastated. I swore I’d never stay poor like that, so I went to find a childhood friend who ran with the underworld. Perhaps it was fate, but I ended up in the tomb-raiding trade. Over the years, I’ve traveled far and wide and seen all kinds of rare treasures and wonders, the great tombs of generals, ministers, and feudal lords, as well as the strange tales of the martial world and its people from every walk of life. If you have some time to spare, why not listen to my stories?
