"Are you afraid the master would harm me?"
"No, that won't happen," Shen Boyu shook his head and said, "He had already mentioned when he accepted Tang Fei as his disciple, that you needed a catfish... The two of you fighting and killing each other was within his expectations."
"Still, let's give everyone some time to ease into it. You'll be at ease, and so will he."
"Yes," Shen Xinglan nodded in agreement.
After a pause, he asked again, "Do you think Tang Fei understands?"
Shen Boyu pondered for a moment and said, "He might understand, but he will pretend not to."
"I see," Shen Xinglan voiced.
Shen Boyu leaned back comfortably into the Taishi Chair and looked at Shen Xinglan as he asked, "On this trip of yours, did Tang Fei ever talk to you about his life story?"
"He mentioned it once," Shen Xinglan replied, "He said that he and his brother lived in the Old Land, relying on an old man for survival..."
