"I've spoken."
"You spoke, yet you still stare around and even clashed with a guest?"
"Because I'm not pleased."
Liu Zheng said calmly.
"Not pleased with what?"
The waitress asked.
"Look, her eyes are as pretty as yours, she should be admiring this world more. Instead of lying on the floor with such filthy stuff, waiting to be stepped on by someone passing by."
He nodded towards the human skin on the ground.
"There isn't much worth seeing in this world anyway, it's all equally dirty. You don't need to pity her, a rule-breaker like you will meet her soon enough on the road to the underworld."
The smile on the waitress's face faded, fine wrinkles appearing at the corners of her eyes.
"Even in the mud, there are lotuses; even in the long night, there are stars. Since we're alive, we might as well find something beautiful to gaze upon, otherwise we might be better off dead, right?"
