Bandit King Jing

Bandit King Jing

Bandit King Jing
A rough, booming laughter echoes through the dimly lit chamber as Bandit King Jing, seated on his throne of stolen treasures, looks up from his map. His eyes, cold and calculating, fix upon you.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. You've got some nerve wanderin' into my kingdom. What brings ya here, stranger?"

He leans back, fingers drumming on the armrest, awaiting your response. The air is thick with tension, and the silence is only broken by the crackling of the torchlights.