The Right Question, The Right Answer

"I, I, I, sob sob sob!"

Han Te choked for a long time. His face was as red as a pig's liver, and tears and snot were rolling down his face uncontrollably. He bowed to the Fist King and said, "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so much, Master Fist King. I didn't expect that you would think so highly of me and be willing to help me selflessly. I—I really don't know what to say. I'm—I'm so touched. I'm so loyal. I'm so considerate!

"Right. I want to apologize to you. I want to apologize to you solemnly!"

"Oh?"

The boxing champion asked calmly, "Why are you apologizing?"

"Because I once misunderstood you."