Chapitre 332: There Is No Blood in Sangsang's Eyes

The kinds of people who could be surrounded by runners of the Chang'an local government at the door, yet still remain calm enough to ask whether to take their quilt, were either local ruffians and hooligans who had numerous contacts within the authorities or ruthless bandits who expected to die fighting. Obviously, Sangsang was neither of these two, so Tie Ying was lost for a while before he nodded his head.

Sometimes, twists and turns could make the story more consummate. When Sangsang held a lump of quilt and followed the runners out of the Old Brush Pen Shop, a group of men wearing turquoise robes, turquoise trousers, and turquoise shoes blocked their way.

The runners got nervous all at once for they knew ordinary fellows of the Jianghu world wouldn't dare to oppose the imperial court. They realized that these turquoise-robed men were the crew of the Fish-dragon Gang, which was now well known as the hired roughnecks of the imperial court.