His name is Li Banfeng—feng as in “mountain peak,” not “going mad”; the doctor has said he isn’t insane.
To save a friend’s life, he went to Platform 96, boarded the 1160 steam train, and arrived in Puro State, a land still lingering in the age of steam.
Under heaven, a hundred sects—who will vie for supremacy?
In Puro, among myriad cultivators, who is the foremost?
Banfeng put on a suit, donned a formal hat, picked up a feather duster, and asked in earnest: Tell me, who is the Lord of Puro?
