A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Fan Xian watched the cold eyes of that woman blink. He knew that the Baoyue management and staff had arrived outside purposely late, and he suspected that perhaps the assailant’s presence in the yard was already known to them. Fan Xian had blocked the peephole inside, and eager to learn of Fan Xian’s true identity, this could have been their next play in a bid to bring the enigmatic "Mister Chen" and owner to a meet.
They continued to believe that Fan Xian was from the Ministry of Justice, and still did not know who he truly was. If they had known of his true identity, they would have sent someone with greater prowess to "greet" Fan Xian at that late hour.
The unconscious fighter had been pulled out and he lay before everyone, getting the grass wet. The old woman gently said, "I heard earlier that were was a humorous individual called Mister Chen present. I would never have thought that he could fight as well as this."