Chen Yan woke up to find his master gone, along with the emergency money from the rice jar.
There was a note on the table: "Going down the mountain for a few days. I took the money, so consider it your filial offering."
He packed his things and went after him, tracking the old man down at a martial arts school in the foothills, where he paid for the old man's broken knife and apologized; then into the South City boxing rings, where he paid off the old man's debts and settled his accounts.
The debts were cleared, but his fists were itching for a fight.
The South City boxing champion, the North City clans, the old master of the Lei family, the Heroes' Banquet held once every ten years: the martial world was so lively, and there were so many experts. How could he just stand by and watch?
He had one goal: to use his fists to put the name "Chen Yan" at the table of the Heroes' Banquet.
Easygoing and passionate, he wins, eats, and makes friends every step of the way.
It looks good, the story is interesting, and it reads smoothly. I support it with five stars. I hope more people will read this book!