Lady Bloodfight Page #2

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You could have got

a good price for the sword.

It's my father's.

It's antique.

How did you know I'd come?

Because the offer I made you

posed a far more dangerous risk

... than what you've chosen

to do here tonight.

Risk of what?

Failure?

I know who you are, Miss Ling Chow.

You tried to steal from the wrong person.

Now, let's see if you still have my interest.

Try not to die in the process.

If you survive, you won't be

this wild cat loiters the streets.

Nor a girl or a woman, become a

sharpen weapon with a purpose.

I want to transform you,

because you will fight for me.

Fight for you?

You spend three months here with me

as my closed door disciple.

No phone calls nor shopping trips.

I'll train you in a tournament.

A tournament that can leave you

very rich or very damage.

You will stay in here. Sleeping next to

my father's sword, if you like.

You'll find a bed upstairs, and all

you need for the next three months.

- Where did you learn how to do that?

- Learn what? Sweeping?

- How to act with satipatthana.

- Sorry, I have no idea what that is.

Mindfulness.

When you swept the yard

you were so focused on it.

By the way,

my name is Shu.

Tea?

Thanks.

I'm guessing coffee isn't on the menu?

It is not.

- Where am I?

- This is a Wudang Temple.

- And you live here?

- Yes.

- Alone?

- Usually.

Can I ask about the guy in

the altar in the picture?

Who is he?

The curious always finds complexity.

Please, drink.

Okay.

Shu, this might sound

kind of strange, but...

I saw the way you fought yesterday.

It was incredible.

- I was hoping you can help me.

- Yes.

- Well, I'm looking for a teacher to train me for the...

- For what?

You probably won't even believe me.

It's kind of embarrassing.

You'll be surprise the things

I might believe in.

Okay

I came to Hong Kong to fight

in a tournament called the Kumite.

And if I win, I can get my mom

the life my father always wanted for us.

Why are you laughing at me?

You don't think I can win?

You're right, Jane.

What's so funny about a white girl flying

all the way over here to commit suicide?

- What do you mean?

- That's just perfect, isn't it?

I asked for a dragon.

And you sent me a... a Barbie.

This was a mistake.

I'm going to go.

Jane, wait.

I admire your cause and

your reason for competing.

Yes, you are brave and you fight with spirit,

but you have a lot to learn.

Forgive me, it's just...

You weren't what I was expecting.

I'm happy not to be

what you're expecting.

Now, if you can give me

directions to the embassy,

I'll leave you to sweep your leaves

and drink your tea.

Will you make a bet with me?

What if I gave life back

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