A name was also mentioned above. The lips of the young mistress twitched viciously as she remembered her other identity; even the wanted posters of Yun Ge were only pasted at the bottom, but her poster was actually plastered at the top, the most conspicuous position. She then looked at the poster beside hers, which was also a woman, and had no expectation for the painter’s skill anymore; she could only make out that the painted woman had a beauty mark on the corner of her lips. Perhaps that was her distinctive facial feature? This portrait bore no name, and she couldn’t help but ponder the identity of the subject. Being placed alongside the former leader of the three armies, Marshal Baowei, it seemed this person must hold a significant status. Liang Zhichen and his brothers were also looking at the posters on the city wall, with Haoming wearing a stern face and pursing his thin lips. Seeing Haoming’s displeasure, it wasn’t clear whether it was because his mistress was wanted, or because the incompetent painter had made his wife look somewhat uglier. In any case, he was sullen. As for Liang Zhichen, he was furrowing his brow as if he were contemplating something. Liang Zhichen had been to the Golden Triangle a few times but didn’t visit often, mainly because it was too far from home, and the round trip took a lot of time. The posters on the city wall had been up for a long time, and he had not paid much attention to them before. To him, the people on those posters had nothing to do with him. Additionally, the incompetent painter failed to capture the essence of his mistress; he had merely sketched a few facial features, and even with the name Baowei, a name that resounded throughout the world, their young mistress had not used this name. He suddenly stopped someone, "Excuse me, what are these posters on the city wall about?" The man he stopped had a ferocious face, stood eight feet tall, and sported a full beard. He appeared to be in his thirties and, by his bodily features, seemed to be from Dajin, not Dayuan. The man looked Liang Zhichen up and down a few times. "From Dajin?" Liang Zhichen smiled subtly, "My siblings and I have traveled from afar, having heard of the Golden Triangle for a long time. But as newcomers, unfamiliar with the place, we are quite curious about these posters covering an entire city wall. I would be most grateful if you could enlighten us." The man glanced at the city wall, "Seeing as you are also a subject of Dajin, lad, I advise you, if you don’t have the skills, don’t take on this porcelain work. The rewards mentioned above are not small, but none of these heads are easy to claim." Zhi Chen’s expression changed slightly, "I wonder what sort of grudge warrants such high bounties. For instance, those top two posters, we have been looking at them for a while, seem to feature two women?" "Hmph, that Marshal Baowei is something else, having killed countless of my brethren from Dajin. Setting aside whether or not he can be captured alive, just providing information about this person can earn a considerable reward." What followed was a series of indirect inquiries, and although Big Beard had a fierce appearance, he turned out to be quite talkative, which indeed enabled Liang Zhichen to gather quite a bit of information. The posters on the city wall amounted to bounties with substantial rewards, and one could claim the bounty from the power corresponding to the poster upon completing the task. For example, the bounty of Marshal Baowei corresponded to the force of Gold Respect. Gold Respect was the name of a person, known for being as elusive as a dragon. Rumor had it that this person came from Dajin and harbored a deep-seated hatred for Dayuan. Under his command, "Shenglong Hall" was a new power that had emerged in the Golden Triangle area in the past two years.