Water Margin: Liangshan’s Top Seat

After transmigrating into the body of Wang Lun, chief of the Liangshan stronghold, he finds a bounty of three thousand strings of cash on his head and only seven or eight hundred underlings at his command. Du Qian shows off with his staff, while Song Wan talks big, and the two casually name-drop Song Jiang and Chao Gai. Wang Lun’s head aches: if those two big shots come up the mountain, will he still be able to hold on to his seat at the top? The System hasn’t even arrived yet, and trouble is already here.