"Much better", nodded Li, then returned Jiao Jie's glance while sheathing his lurong. Well, at least the unbloodied one. He nodded to the knife man, while cleaning the blade with a clothe he kept in his sleeves.<br/>"Sit and put the blade away. The fight is over!"<br/>Than he turned back towards Gan and held his gaze.<br/>"You fought with real spirit! If only it was necessary to fight in the first place, it might have been something the poets would write about. Alas, it wasn't! Always remember that some manners would have spent you that, and we'd still be where we are now... Now you, there!"<br/>This was addressed to the guy they had defended so valiantly.<br/>"I couldn't allow you to get hurt. But even monkeys fall from the tree, and even a man that is rude can be defending the right cause! I accept that they might have at least<em>some</em>righteous pretence against you. Now, tell me what happened, freely and without fear. Start with your names, and don't forget to mention how you got wounded! I will listen to their story after that, and I hope it's not necessary to remind you that the truth is always uncovered, and is your best protection against injustice!"