The Northern Region and the Eastern Region had developed entirely different cultural customs under the influence of their differing geographical environments.
The martial artists of the Eastern Region prized fine silk robes and splendid attire. Regardless of whether they were men or women, they dressed with extraordinary refinement.
The martial artists of the Northern Region, on the other hand, took pride in wearing animal hides and exposing most of their sturdy muscles, displaying their strength in the process.
Therefore, even when Northern Region martial artists came to the Eastern Region, they never changed into the attire of Eastern Region martial artists. Instead, they continued to follow the customs and practices of the Northern Region.
Such bizarre attire was naturally easy to recognize within the Eastern Region.
The Northern Region martial artist who had been leaning against the railing, drinking and enjoying the breeze, looked at the prosperity on both banks and could not help sighing. "What a wonderful place... What a beautiful place... What a pity that it's occupied by a bunch of beasts."
"But sooner or later, this place will belong to us!"
The Northern Region martial artist bared his teeth in a cold laugh and drained the wine in his jug.
Suddenly.
He sensed a fierce killing intent.
His expression changed dramatically. He whipped around and saw a figure standing on the roof of the pleasure boat, though he had no idea when that person had appeared.
He wore the Golden Mask. Beneath the eyeholes of the mask, a pair of indifferent eyes stared at him, sizing him up like a vicious wolf.
"You boarded the ship without warning. How rude." The Northern Region martial artist's heart trembled, but he maintained a calm expression.
"I've long heard that the martial artists of the Northern Region possess extraordinary abilities.