No One Can Beat Me at Mahjong

There's a flower in the jianghu, and Heng Lan Yong Ge are one family. All things return to Lan, Lan returns to water, and when water floods the Five Elements, all returns to the Eight Trigrams!

My grandpa walked the blue path, which is just a fancy way of saying he was a cardsharp. Born with six fingers, he was the greatest cheat in the world.

But he never used his tricks for himself. His work was always to save lives, helping wealthy patrons on the verge of bankruptcy escape disaster and bad luck. Calling him a living bodhisattva wouldn't be an exaggeration.

But no amount of calculation can account for the human heart. That day, in the capital under a heavy snowfall, he fell into a trap and lost his extra finger. He retired from the jianghu, and that's how I came to be, walking the jianghu in his place...