"Is anybody home? I have come to respond to your challenge, junior brother!"
The muffled voice woke up Han Xuhan from a deep sleep right at the crack of dawn.
He hadn't slept in a good while, a result of constantly devouring all kinds of medicinal supplements for his body and mind. Being awakened at a time like this certainly did not feel pleasant.
Craning his neck outside through the bedroom window, he yelled back, "Chen Yan, go away! Come again, another day! Let little Xuhan finish his wet dreams, will you?"
"Who the hell is Chen Yan?" The muffled voice roared in indignation.
Han Xuhan sighed. Of course, Chen Yan wouldn't want to reveal any traces of his identity while trying to fleece money from him. He must have come prepared.
Trudging out of his room, he opened the door of the hut and looked outside. A cloaked and masked silhouette stood in his yard, appearing somewhat creepy in the dim light of dawn.
