The Legend of Gourd Islet, Part One

Later, he heard that the powerful man had died not long afterward. Of course, he had no idea whether the news was true. But ever since he had witnessed that scene as a child, fear of the General's Temple had been buried deep in his heart.

And that was before what had happened at Chen Family Hospital after Song Da and the others were injured recently.

The one thing that gave him a little reassurance was that he, too, now worked for the General's Temple.

When they had surrounded those fierce outsiders in Lower River last time, several of his men had been injured...

Even so, as Zhao Tiesheng approached the temple gate, his legs went weak of their own accord. All he wanted to do was fall to his knees.

Such was the fearsome reputation the General's Temple had built over centuries!

"Don't be afraid. You're not in trouble. Now, I'm planning to visit Gourd Islet. Have you prepared the boat?"

"It's ready." Zhao Tiesheng swallowed and forced himself to answer. "We can board whenever you like!"

Tang Changsheng smiled in satisfaction. Lower River was in flood season, not gold-panning season. The Dredgers had generally been brought back long ago and were rarely used now.

Yet Zhao Tiesheng had taken care of it overnight after a single instruction. The man was capable after all.

"Then let's go!" Tang Changsheng said. Da Xiang followed silently behind him.

"Yes!" Zhao Tiesheng said with a pained smile, inwardly groaning without end. But he dared not let any of it show!

Gourd Islet, the General's Temple, Three-Course Dam, Dead Man Mountain—enter one and you had stepped through the gates of hell...

The General's Temple and Dead Man Mountain both stood on Yin-Yang Mountain. From the temple entrance, Dead Man Mountain lay just beyond