Thirty boats of smuggled salt, swallowed by floodwaters overnight at Ghost's Sorrow Gorge. Seventeen-year-old orphan Ma Lou traded two sentences for a dock.
From then on, Zhao Wubing waited for him beneath a willow tree, hoping he'd come eat noodles.
Zhao Sihai waited for him in the main hall, expecting him to settle the accounts.
Prince Duan waited for him at the Jiangzhou ferry crossing, expecting him to keep their appointment.
A Wudang disciple cast out by his sect waited for him in the academy's back courtyard, waiting for him to swing his firewood stick for the ten-thousandth time.
He could barely read and couldn't fight, but everyone in the world who owed him something lined up, waiting for him to crouch down.
The Wild Dog's Path: He didn't come to play chess. He came to flip the table.
The writing is clear and the story is fast-paced.