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.
"Who’s Fei Jie?"
"Who else has the surname Fei in the Council?"
"You mean old Fei?"
"That old monstrosity, yes." Having finished the preparations, Fan Xian called for a tub of warm water and washed his hands. Drying them, he told Yan Bingyun, "You were under torture too long. They damaged your meridians and greatly crippled your martial abilities."
After saying that, Fan Xian carefully observed Yan Bingyun’s face and discovered he was calm, as though he hadn't heard anything. Fan Xian couldn’t help but be impressed, and he was even more determined to make this seemingly haughty and aloof young man one of his companions.
"After we return, take good care of yourself. Your nails will eventually grow back. Your bones healed wrong. I’m going let that baldy from the Seventh Bureau break them again and reset them. And with my treatment on top of that, there’s no way you'll end up an old cripple like Chen Pingping."