Ji Gang was resting his head on an arm with his face to the wall, looking as if he was asleep. Shen Zechuan set his folding fan at the edge of the bed and asked, "Is shifu asleep?"
Ji Gang opened his eyes. "You know shifu is already asleep, and yet you ask."
Just like the time he was young, Shen Zechuan pulled the chair closer and said, "After I left Zhaozui Temple, I've never have had an all-night chat with shifu."
"You came tonight for a man." Ji Gang paused, unable to vent that fury on Shen Zechuan. It dissipated in his chest, replaced by another kind of self-reproach and sorrow. "What's so good about him? Your teacher and I both won't agree."