The Origin of White Tiger (1)

Flashback, 2014: Shanghai, China

Lei was 21 now, and his gang had grown into something larger than he ever imagined. 

It had expanded from the small, scrappy group he had started as a teen into one of the biggest gangs in Shanghai. And yet, despite the chaos and the power, no one knew who Lei really was. He kept his identity hidden, operating in the shadows, just the way he liked it.

But every now and then, his mind drifted back to the bald man he'd met years ago.

There was something about that strange encounter in the alley that stuck with him. The guy wasn't even important, but his words, the bandaid, the cryptic comment—it all stayed with Lei. He couldn't shake it, no matter how much he tried. 

It was annoying, honestly.

Today, though, there was something else on his mind. A new recruit had joined the gang—a kid named Chen Jun Hao. Bo Wen, one of his trusted informants, had brought him in.