The young merchant walked up and stared at Li Qiye and his companions while still beaming with smiles. He looked like a believer of amiability makes one rich, not a fan of violence at all.

“My brother told me that he had met a master. I, Sheng Laoliu, wish to meet this master.” The fat youth smiled and said. [1]

“What do you want?!” Shi Sou knew that it was trouble but he didn’t dare to show a weak side.

“Nothing, nothing.” The youth said: “We from the Hooligan Gang, earn our meals here at Jilin City. We’re at the bottom of society so it isn’t easy for us. Sometimes, we even have to pry the bones away from dogs.”

Shi Sou’s group was confused since who would want to call themselves hooligans? This didn’t make sense at all.

However, he remained vigilant. Even though the...