According to my inherited memories, the authorities in the past would leave fights between martial artists alone, as long as ordinary people weren't harmed.
After a moment's hesitation, Qin Lin bought an entrenching tool from a hardware store by the road. He then drove with the hooked-nosed man's corpse to a deserted suburban forest, where he dug a hole and buried it.
Right, I almost forgot something.
On his way back to the Qiantang Hotel, Qin Lin drove past a pedestrian street. An idea struck him, and he promptly bought some Lantian Jade peace pendants from a craft store.
"Brother Qin!"
Seeing Qin Lin return to the Qiantang Grand Hotel, Fatty Qi hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "What on earth just happened? Are you alright?"
"Everything's taken care of."
Qin Lin tossed a peace pendant to Fatty Qi, "Carry this with you. It might just save your life in a dangerous situation."
"Be careful. Call me anytime if something comes up!"
