Zhao Ritian sat in a crude shed, drinking bowlfuls of wine with a crowd of men.
Zhang San'er raised his cup. "This bowl is to our big brother!"
Everyone said together, "To Big Brother!"
Li Si'er said, "Third Brother, there ought to be something to say for Big Brother's drink, right?"
Zhang San'er said, "Big Brother's skills have stunned everyone! He has won battle after battle in Bingzhou, and now, among the martial world and the outlaws of the greenwood, who doesn't know of our big brother Zhao Ritian's mighty reputation!? Big Brother is truly a resounding hero! For us brothers to have met Big Brother is simply the greatest fortune! To Big Brother!"
Zhao Ritian stood up, one foot planted on the table. "To all my brothers! How could I, Zhao Ritian, possibly deserve the word 'hero'? It's only because you brothers have shown Ritian such respect! We brothers got acquainted through a fight. Once we drink this bowl of wine, we'll be brothers for life!"
Everyone was exhilarated. "Big Brother's loyalty reaches the clouds, his bold spirit soars to the heavens! Bottoms up!"
Zhao Ritian laughed heartily. "Bottoms up!"
At that moment, the door was kicked open with a bang.
Outside, snow filled the sky. A tall, thin young man stood in the doorway, draped in a beast-hide cloak.
The cold wind blew against his cloak, making the heavy hide slowly billow.
Behind him, snow swirled wildly. His gaze was cold and sinister as he looked over the lackeys in the room.
Two experts stood behind him: Cai Tou and Liu Bo.
Zhang San'er slammed his wine bowl onto the table, grabbed his tiger-head saber, and shouted, "Fuck! What band of petty thieves dares come make trouble in my territory!? Brothers!"
"Here!"
"Grab your weapons!"
"Yes!"
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