"Dragon Capture, to capture dragons with dexterous hands. Not bad!" When Uncle Rong heard Happy's answer, he stroked his beard and fell into contemplative silence. He nodded and smiled. "Not bad. While you were away from the clan, your martial arts did not fall into decline. You have not let down the lady's hopes."

"With you and the lady teaching me, there is no way I would dare to be negligent." 

Then, Happy's tone changed. He looked at Uncle Rong with an awkward expression and said, "But there is something for which I will have to ask you and the lady to punish me."

"Oh? What is it?" Uncle Rong smiled, looking very amiable. His expression left the Murong Clan disciples dumbfounded. They thought that they had to have woken up wrong that day, because the stern, old-fashioned, and old butler was actually being extremely cordial to a player! What exactly was going on?

"Two months ago, the clan asked some of us youngsters to protect the tribute headed to Beijing, but in just a few day