"If you wish."<br/>Li rose and bowed in their direction, then sat again with his chopsticks still held in his hand.<br/>"I am of the Li family, founders and undisputed masters of the Li Kuàizi dagger techniques. Despite possessing such skills, among members of Jianhu, my family is known with the ability to avoid confrontation unless absolutely necessary. We'd rather remain unseen, even if it means missing the chance for glory. We leave glory to soldiers, but when we have to, it is our way to protect the common people. In dire need, we can even raise our chopsticks..."<br/>He let go of one of the chopsticks which fell to the table. At the same time, he swung the other in a short art exhaling as if using a knife...<br/>The chopstick pierced the meat on his plate, shielded by Li's body from the sight of other customers. The man leaned back in his chair.<br/>"And then a soul is sent to the ancestors. It is always sad when it proves to be necessary."