Three days later, in a VIP room within an inn.
Outside the doors of the suite, Hu Dou stood guard. No passersby passed without first being scrutinised by the irate but watchful manservant. He was holding back his anger by a thin thread. If irked, even just a little, Hu Dou would have erupted into a fit, yelling at every passing face. "What is there to ogle at?" he thought crossly, "Have you not seen anyone standing guard before?"
