Leave before I decide it may be worth the effort to have you buried afterall!
Old Man
(to Liu Wong) This... this was your father's wish.
The old man leaves.
Fei Xian
Boy, here.
Fei presses his index finger on Liu Wong's forehead.
Fei Xian
You do not live here. You work here.
Fei puts a wooden bucket with a cloth hanging out on the steps.
Fei Xian
You will begin by washing my steps so that by morning all evidence of this gross interruption will be gone and I will not have to be reminded that I should have killed you both.
