As I imagine most people would, I had my reservations about starting to read the first book in a nine-book series. By the time I had finished The White Mountain I can honestly say that not since I went through my Dragonlance phase have I enjoyed reading so much. This series has even prompted me to buy my first ever book of poetry too (Ancient Chinese love poems at that). The plot has endless twists and turns, David Wingrove has no favouritism with his leading characters either, with an everchanging cast and new ideas for each of them that keeps the story well paced and fresh. As long as Mr Wingrove can keep each book this imaginative and not too stale as Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series has become in my opinion, I will buy every last book. The only problem with this book is that I can't seem to be able to get my hands on any later volumes in the series. Luckily I tend to stockpile novels like a squirrel with nuts so I should manage until about christmas. Buy this series, it ought to be a crime not too. A friend of mine in the states who got me hooked onto this series and worked in China for a year said that this series taught her more about China than any other reference book. Nuff said.