Inside the guesthouse room.
Zhao Douan sat arrogantly, crossing one leg over the other, with his boot pressing down on Qin Qiu's head, speaking sarcastically.
"Who dares to attack a government officer? Let me go..." Qin Qiu, furious underfoot, struggled but was shocked to find the boot unusually heavy, and turned to plead for help:
"Won't someone knock this scoundrel down?"
Outside the door, a group of clerks came to their senses and made to charge in. Zhao Douan slightly exerted force with his boot and said blandly:
"Tell them to stand guard downstairs."
Qin Qiu let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, quickly changing his tune: "All get out! Wait for me downstairs! Hurry!"
This... the group of clerks exchanged glances and reluctantly retreated.
"Close the door." Zhao Douan lazily ordered. Once the door was tightly shut, Qin Qiu, sprawled on the ground with his buttocks raised and hands pressed to the floor, spoke with a slight tremor:
