"I killed seven more of the criminals." Dai Xin said after Kyang gave him the floor. "But it would seem that their master hired two martial artists as well. I defeated them...but given the events of the day, I have heavily drained my Qi reserves." He looked down at one of the places where Xu Lao's wind techniques had cut him. The blood had crusted over, but a clean cut like that would take more energy to heal. "I spared them, though Miss Kyang disagreed, because they were talented fighters. To kill them would deprive the martial arts of their contributions. I...and Miss Torako, as well, made it very clear that they were not to enter the services of such men again."

He looked at the man who was still tied to the tree, unconscious. Walking over to him, he pinched the bandit's nose shut with his thumb and forefinger, and covered the man's mouth with his other palm. There were a few moments of nasal, honking noises...then the man's eyes snapped open as he reflexively struggled not to suffocate. Xin let him go, then nodded to Liu as the criminal struggled to catch his breath with a cough and splutter. Dai Xin stepped back, as he thought that his companions would probably do a better job of interrogating the man. He would just stand here and be intimidating, giving off waves of killing intent.