Twenty miles southwest of the capital of Yan State, there is a village named Baiyang. A villager named She, whose father died at the hands of a rogue bandit, was refused by the county officials on the grounds that he was "not killed by a county citizen." Later, I met an old man who claimed that he had been a disciple of a certain doctor in Zhao Di in his early years and taught She the art of fighting. Three years later, in the three or five villages surrounding Baiyang Village, whenever there were troubles caused by ruffians or bullying by slaves, they were dealt with and calmed down without missing a beat. Everyone in the village said: She Jun's skills are enough to travel hundreds of miles. She also thought so. He thought that this was the whole world.
