Li Banfeng sat inside his Portable Residence, looking at Long Spear Hong Ying with concern. "Girl, you've suffered a lot these days."
"Pah!" Hong Ying spat. "Faithless man! Who's your girl?"
"Keep your voice down; don't wake up my wife."
The Phonograph was sleeping. Li Banfeng took the opportunity to offer some solicitude to Hong Ying. "Girl, I see there's still affection between you and my wife. What unresolved grievances do you have? Just tell me."
Hong Ying sneered. "There are so many grievances between us, too many for even me to count. Which part do you want to hear?"
Li Banfeng sighed. "Let's not talk about things that stir up bad feelings. I just want to hear about when you two fought, especially when it was life or death."
