Childe Ma
"You kidnapped him?" PingZe asked, grinning like a madman as he crouched over the inn bed and peered at the still unconscious childe Ma. "Did you finally cross over to the dark side, brother?"
"We didn't kidnap him," MingYu seethed from the edge of the bed, scowling at the younger sworn brother. "You were supposed to follow madam Sha's son!"
MingYu wanted to smack PingZe over his thick skull. The man had been gone since yesterday evening, but instead of trailing madam Sha's son, he had found his way into the many brothels of Wupei and spent a night and day wandering around them. He was incurable!
"I've been under a lot of stress, ok?" PingZe sighed as he scratched his chin indifferently and plopped down next to MingYu. The three men's combined weight nearly broke the bed. It creaked ominously beneath them.
"I couldn't find the guy, anyway. Might as well use my time cultivating and let out some steam. But even that didn't work out, so here I am."