"Talent is worthwhile regardless of virtue, Miss Kyang." Dai Xin said plainly. "The study of fighting is as the study of sciences and the arts. It must always be pushed further and refined." He walked over to the other bandits--the dead ones--and began nonchalantly dragging the corpses to the center of the clearing. 

"You need not worry about the bounty, Miss Kyang." Though, like always, he hadn't reacted much to her accusations, he did seem somewhat concerned about her state of distress over their "job." He picked up one of the bandits by a leg, holding him up like a cat that has slain a mouse. "There are seven here, and I am sure master Fengxian has kept a careful eye on the live one. He can give us more information. The rest of them we can drag back to the magistrate's office."

He looked over at Torako, who seemed to seethe with her barely constrained killing intent now. As he had thought, she was much stronger than first glance might suggest.

"Miss Torako, where is master Fengxian by the way? I saw him hit with an arrow, but the wound did not appear fatal. Still, perhaps we should check on him?"