The commotion in the large restaurant on the ground floor of the front building was hard to ignore. Plates were crashing, cups were breaking, and chairs and stools were scattered around the middle of the room where several people were fighting. Other customers kept their distance, watching as Old Man Mo and his workers tried to break up the brawl.
"Oh gentlemen, please don't fight, you broke all my stuff"
A group of young men dressed in sky blue was gathered in a room when four men, who appeared to be bandits, started fighting one of them. The young man in blue had long hair that flowed gracefully with his agile movements as he jumped from table to table, effortlessly beating up his attackers. Several other young men in blue stood at the edge of the room, cheering him on.
"Come on young master, Young Master is great!" the three exclaimed. It seemed like their young master didn't need their help.
"Take this"
