The Star-Picking Sect's Martial Arts Arena was filled with tables.
Guests sat around the tables, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts. They feasted heartily on fine wine and meat until their faces were flushed from the drink.
"This old man has few abilities, but for you all to come and celebrate my sixtieth birthday is to do me a great honor. To all you heroes, please eat and drink your fill at my Star-Picking Sect, and enjoy yourselves to the fullest!"
Dressed in festive, splendid robes, the Star-Picking Elder stood on the steps outside the main hall, raising his wine cup with a smile as he spoke.
The Star-Picking Sect might be small, but with his wide network of connections among the heroes of the Jianghu, who in the surrounding area wouldn't show him some respect?
"Sect Leader, it's bad! Something's happened, Sect Leader!" Just then, two disciples from the Star-Picking Sect, their faces pale and with trickles of blood at the corners of their mouths, came stumbling over.
