A fire fifteen years ago took away Wang Dashan's father-like master, and also caused him to lose an arm. Since then, he has deeply buried his five skills of "mountain, medicine, destiny, fortune telling, and divination". Only when the bronze prosthetic limb on his right arm trembled inexplicably did he realize the strange undercurrent under the shadow of the city.
Fifteen years later today, an "ice corpse" clutching a traditional lotus cake mold broke the peace of Chinatown.
The FBI's Chinese detective Ye Wenna came to visit. What shocked Wang Dashan was that all the clues pointed to a shocking lie...
