Dressed as the manager of Ping'an Inn at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the Valley of the Wicked is right at the door. The Seven Swords of Kunlun took a detour, the Shaolin monks chanted Buddha's name and passed by, and the Jiangnan swordsman came and turned back with his sword. My plaque says that if you cross the threshold, you are not a Jianghu person - but all the masters of Jianghu are lining up to squeeze into my store.
