The Volatile Birch City

"You Hu Clan bastards just won't stay put, huh?"

A bulky man in the garb of City Guards scolded the rowdy mob in front of a shop. The men in the group wore yellow robes with a tiger head etched on their chest. 

"City Guards, my ass! How will you weaklings who can't protect yourselves guard the City? How the standards have fallen!" 

A bearded man who seemed to be the leader of the band of mischief-makers retorted. 

"Just because you have a few extra people, don't think you can act rambunctious under City Lord's watch!" 

"He will soon be a City Lord without any power. Our Hu Clan is the true ruler of this City!"

"What are you watching? Take these mo-fos down and defend the City Lord's honor!"

"Charge! Let these fools see the consequences of messing with our Hu Clan!"