"Hey, Master, are you going to teach me kung fu again?" came Liu Tong's somewhat lazy voice from the phone; she was probably already asleep.
Wang Dadong coughed, "Ahem, my good disciple? Between teaching you martial arts and helping you beat up bad guys, have I been good to you or what?"
"Mhm, Master is the nicest to me."
"Ahem, now it's time for you to repay your master."
At these words, Liu Tong immediately became alert, "Master, what are you up to? You're not expecting me to... offer myself to you, are you?"
Wang Dadong said indignantly, "Hmm, do I look like that kind of person to you?"
"You do... but I trust that you would never stoop to such beastly acts," Liu Tong giggled.
"Alright then, now bring five thousand yuan to..."
"Whoa? Master, you haven't caught another bad guy, have you?" Liu Tong's excited voice came through the phone.
Wang Dadong's forehead started to sweat, "No, just hurry over here and you'll know why."
