King Yu of the Imperial Mausoleum

The young monk Shang De pressed his palms together. His complexion was filled with gentleness and traces of smile. All the muscles on his face squeezed into a beaming grin as he looked directly at Bu Fang. Yet, his gaze was as sharp as the blade of a sword that emitted a blinding glare. 

Serpent-woman? Bu Fang was startled, but kept his cool under the young monk's fierce glance as he curled his lips. 

"Yes, I do know." Bu Fang calmly replied, remaining at ease without any apparently change to his composure. 

He was wondering why those serpent-men haven't visited him yet. It turned out they did indeed run into trouble on the way. But then again, that wasn't a surprise at all… the Imperial City nowadays was in the eye of the storm. Just last night, a group of top-notch warriors crowded by his store.

Serpent-men were already an exotic breed. For them to encounter the unexpected when stepping into the human realm… was easily anticipated.