When Shen Leng carried Hei Yan back to his courtyard, Master Cha and Mr. Shen were not around. He placed Hei Yan on the bed. When he looked at the bed that was starting to soak in blood, he could not help but sigh softly. He thought about how he definitely had to wash it himself. It was simply too dirty - Master Cha would have a hard time washing it.
Hei Yan tolerated the pain and asked, "Why do you look so reluctant?"
"The bed sheets are dirty."
"Oh."
Hei Yan laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling. "Do you know how much I charge for protecting people?"
Shen Leng sighed. "Do you know how beautiful Master Cha's hands are?"
Hei Yan was dumbfounded. He did not even pay any attention to the pain he was feeling. He thought to himself : What kind of logic is that?
Shen Leng thought ab
