Once I opened my eyes, I became a white-fronted tiger surrendered by Wu Song on Jingyang Hill.
It should have been a fateful tragedy. Wu Dalang was killed, Wu Song was forced to die, and everything will happen again.
I don't want to see my hero fall into disgrace and my brother suffer an injustice.
There are hidden murderous intentions, arsenic poison schemes, and romantic traps in Purple Stone Street. I watched with cold eyes as the crafty plots were plotted.
Using the tiger's body as a shield and sharp claws as a front, he accompanies Wu Song to guard his home, clean up the evildoers, and go all the way from Yanggu to Jianghu, reversing the half-life regrets of Water Margin.
