Li turned and bowed, while wiping his knives with a silk scarf he then let fall on the ground.<br/>"You are quite welcome at my tea table, noble Xia!"<br/>The knives disappeared in his robe.<br/>"But I'd rather find out first who it was that we protected. Tend to your wounds, I'll meet you at the tavern, if you just tell me its name..."<br/>With this, he turned back to the lady.<br/>"And now, lady, what will it be? Is it tea and us protecting you while you get home, or the guardhouse and writing a statement?"<br/>Actually, he just realized he is responsible for this woman, too. At least, this responsibility was shared. But it seemed this night he had gotten into a whole new web of relationships, without having any such intention.