All the tents previously set up by the general's soldiers were torn and burnt down, and new, red tents having the emblem of a golden monkey with folded palms on its exterior, were in its place.
Seated in one of the largest tents at the heart of the camp, was one of the commanding captains of this squadron. First captain, Huájī.
"Captain! There's a fight happening outside!" A man clad in dark blue robes announced. Captain Huájī rose to his feet, his green robes kissed the ground, hiding his feet.
"What?! Take me there at once!"
Just like the soldier had reported, two men were held back by opposing sides, their rumbled clothes and bruised faces spoke the depth of their brawl.
"You fucking coward! Are you not afraid of dying and becoming a leech?!" One of them spat out, with blood running down his left eye.
