Wang Tu has been in the Yangzhou Salt Merchant Association for twenty years. He kills without showing blood, and the knife never touches his own hands.
The madman has been drawing pictures under the city roots for twenty years. The girl has been working on the dock for twenty years. The counting house had been hidden in the old ship for twenty years. The boatman climbed out of the mass grave and saved his life.
What they are waiting for is not revenge. It was the day when Wang Tu drove himself to a dead end.
Jin soldiers went south and laid siege to Tokyo. Those who guarded the city that night were not famous generals, but civilians and passionate people who were forced to a dead end.
Twenty years, it's time to pay it forward.
