Funeral arrangements were only half done when the creditors came to claim the dojo. Qi went out into the middle of the training hall and crushed the floor tiles beneath her feet with one casual step. The collectors left.But money owed was money owed, and Qi's pride did not allow her to default on it by force. All she wanted was to keep the house, and the name of Sungming Dojo.

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