Some say the underworld is all glitz and glamour, while others say it's a wasteland of corpses.
But in Bai Jiu's eyes, it's all bullshit. The underworld is mostly betrayal and schemes.
What brotherhood? What underworld rules? What flashing blades?
When all is said and done, isn't it all just about making a living...
Starting as a fishmonger at a market, he takes one step after another toward the world stage. Only he understands the scars he leaves behind.
What happens in this story might be part of your life, or it might be part of mine.
(Note: This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.)
