"Third Master Cheap" jested, "Truly heading to the government office? Your tricks might deceive others, but not me, having used the 'Hidden Word Method' with bug juice, a swipe of rice wine, and it's gone."
"The court scrutinizes forgery closely. Besides, you might talk tough, but among your lot of rotten fish and shrimp, how many can withstand torture?"
The one-eyed man's expression stiffened, anger rising, "Cut the nonsense, what do you want to do?"
"Third Master Cheap" spread his hands, "Now that I've come all this way, what can I do but follow the rules of the pugilistic world? Whether by literature or martial might, bring it on. If you can't convince me, not only will you settle the bill for the wine, but you also can't skimp on the medical expenses for the beating!"
"Fine!"
