The young man had hoped to stay far from worldly conflicts and live as freely as his teacher. But the old man just wouldn't let him rest. People in the Peerless Imperial Capital were thinking of him, someone was looking for him in the Sea of Meng River, and a bunch of brutes in the City of Daluo were plotting against him. Fifteen years have passed, and it seems many people have forgotten what kind of man the old man was. But his grandson can't forget. You have to look after the old man in your own family.
Everyone says I'm a frail little boy, and that the old man sent me out to make the world think he's afraid. They say I'm no good at letters or martial arts, that I always hold back when trouble comes, and that sparing anyone leaves trouble for later. But how could you know what I've suffered? In these turbulent times, is anyone truly safe? Once I understood that, I couldn't sneak around like you, scurrying from place to place like a rat. I have to tell everyone: Tonight, I, Liang Wenfou, am the killer.
