"Cough cough! Generous Golden Chief, there's no need for such enthusiasm..."
"Ah? This Shandan Tiger Warrior! Uh!..."
The river rushed, flowing into the Sea of Ezo. The clear river surface reflected golden light and also reflected a mighty Tiger Warrior, and a merchant bending by the Iron Tower. Two Monk Soldiers wanted to step forward to escort, but were knocked to the ground by the Tiger Warrior with a punch and a kick.
"Oh Buddha! Stop, everyone stop!... Cough cough!"
Mori no Kiyoshi coughed, trying hard to remove five kilograms of gold weighing down his neck. He raised his head with reverence, glancing at the tall and mighty Hu Nu. That immense pressure brought him instinctive unease and apprehension. Then, he shook his head with a bitter smile, looking at the "ferocious Shandan Chief," and sighed.
"Respected Golden Chief! I have already witnessed the strength of your division; no need to demonstrate further..."
