Zhang Yi transmigrated into the body of a prisoner at Stanley Prison in 1980s Hong Kong. After serving a full year, he had just stepped through the iron gate when the Warlord System in his mind rang out right on time. His god-tier starter pack contained a legendary Tang saber, grandmaster-level swordsmanship, and a million in cash. He loosened his collar and met the fist Han Bin raised with his own. The hidden storage ring at his waist warmed slightly. "Brother Bin, is there still room in Tuen Mun? My blade just came off the whetstone."
