The night was dark and windy, the autumn deep and the mist cold.
In a natural harbor amidst a reed marsh, two dark-covered boats were moored.
At the bow of one boat, two people faced each other, locked in a standoff.
"Qing, why do this? Have I ever wronged you by taking you with me?"
"Back off, or I'll scream for help!"
"Heh heh, in the dead of night and out on the lake, who are you going to call to?"
"I think you'd better come with me. I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury."
"Pah, Scar face, you can't even take care of yourself, yet you want someone to be your wife? To starve with you or be sold to a brothel?"
"Hmph, you ungrateful wench! You won't drink a toast, only a forfeit. Do you really think I am interested in you? Let me be clear, I saw the person you fished out of the water just now. Hand him over and I'll spare you tonight; otherwise, both you and your good-for-nothing brother will end up feeding the fish in the lake!"
"You wouldn't dare!"
