"That Xu Gaotian is usually wanton and reckless, a corrupt scoundrel. We've heard of him for a long time, and now we see him committing evil. Should we stand idly by just because of his status?" Zhuo Benzheng said righteously.
"Well said!"
The black-faced scholar Han Bochao was the first to slam the table and rise.
"I've long found Xu Gaotian disagreeable. Brother Zhuo's words are exactly to my liking. Whatever you say, I, Han, will definitely follow!"
Wu Zizhang drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, "Count me in too!"
Yao Yachao showed a look of hesitation and indecision on his face.
Zhuo Benzheng spoke solemnly, "Brother Yao, this is my undertaking alone. If you choose not to get involved, you may leave without complaint from me!"
Yao Yachao sighed, smiling bitterly, "It's not that I'm afraid to die, but acting impulsively for a woman of the streets seems unwise. Yet since Brother Zhuo is determined, I suppose I must risk my life to accompany a gentleman!"
