The Four Ghouls dead, Jiangnan's biggest underground killer guild "Bloodhand Hall" could sit still no longer. Hall Master "Ghosts-Weep" personally led one hundred and twenty blades to surround them.
Piggy brought only Two-Dog and Old Black to the appointment.
Two-Dog asked, "Just the three of us?"
Piggy slung the butcher knife over his shoulder: "Plenty. I've butchered pigs twenty years. Time to change the menu—human."
One hour later Bloodhand Hall was wiped out, not even chickens or dogs spared.
Corpses on the ground, hanging from walls, swinging from beams.
Old Black rooted happily through the bodies, covered in blood, humming like he was singing.
Two-Dog stood in the pool of blood, looked up at the moon, and laughed softly:
"Piggy, I think… I finally know what it feels like to be alive."