Hu Yidao is a bandit leader who wields a black iron sword with a red handle.
Monk Qiuye glanced at him sideways and said, Hey, Bandit Hu, didn't you say that if I followed you, would there be meat to eat?
Jianghuai holds its head high, how can the sparrows know the ambitions of the swans?! Uncle Hu is definitely not a thing in the pond!
Hu Yidao frowned and looked at the sky. The grievances and disputes in the rivers and lakes, the disputes in the court, hey, it's all a pool of muddy water~