Li leaned back, twirling his chopstick - the real, wooden ones - each between the fingers of one hand. He was scanning his memory for Yellow Tigers and Flower Brotherhood. Those who know him would know that it is a personal quirk, showing intense concentration.<br/>At least, it looked like enemies were already present. Of course, no thief, or a member of Jianghu, might live for long, unless he learns to pick when to fight, and when to retreat.