"It seems you both are disciples from a renowned school. I have no grudge against you, yet you attack me without reason. Do you intend to disregard the reputation of your master?"
"Wearing a mask in broad daylight in the middle of the river, sneaking around – you're clearly up to no good. Today, I shall remove your mask to see whether you're a man or a ghost."
"Brother, there's no need to resist stubbornly. Remove your mask calmly and come with us to meet the elders of our sect. If we have wronged you, I, a young woman, will personally apologize. How's that?"
Sure enough, before ten breaths had passed, three voices were heard.
The first voice defended with a touch of annoyance; the second was clearly agitated, obviously two men clashing.
The last was a woman's voice, pleasant and melodic. Although she sounded young, her words revealed that she was a sensible woman.
Following the voices, the river soon revealed three figures entangled in battle.
