The one who seems to do most of the talking responds with a sneer. "Are you already drunk, or merely an idiot?" He raises his voice, looking around the room. "This does not concern any of you. Go back to your food before we have to take notice of you ... and you would not like that."<br/><br/>As he spoke the other two pushed forwards, angling to the sides to prevent the young man, presumably Chen, from bolting, as the expression on his face shows his desire to do exactly that.<br/><br/>The young man's eyes dart from one to the other, before settling on the one who had been doing all the talking. "I'm not going back with you, Gan. We're through, I'm out."<br/><br/>"It's not that simple, boy." replied Gan. "After all, we took you in, fed you, clothed you. You owe us. And you're going to pay your debts."