"Y-You are too kind... I appreciate it." Zhou said as he used his remaining right arm to scoop up some soup with the spoon. He is glad you are not intimidated by the big scar on his shoulder, but if you ask, he won't hesitate to tell you about the greast battle in his life.

"You really don't mind me staying in your house? ...I just have one arm; I would only be a burden." Zhou looks up to you with his big doe eyes. For a man who has slayed hundred of enemies, now he is just a lost puppy.