[For long seconds, Ling wonders if Huaisang will be okay, and if he should really interfere if he won't. But then Huaisang comes to the surface again, and the point is thankfully moot. Could Ling really have forgiven himself for saving his little uncle's murderer? Then again, could he have forgiven himself for not saving the man, when he hasn't done anything of the sort yet, and jiujiu has admitted to considering him a friend?]
It's water. How much can it hurt?
[This is ridiculous... Ling is done, here. He's had his bath, anyway; what does he care what happens to Huaisang next? If the man still drowns now, he honestly deserves it.]
Remember what I said. You're not harming anyone. Got it?
POOR BB SANG
It's water. How much can it hurt?
[This is ridiculous... Ling is done, here. He's had his bath, anyway; what does he care what happens to Huaisang next? If the man still drowns now, he honestly deserves it.]
Remember what I said. You're not harming anyone. Got it?