The next day at a teahouse the teenager from yesterday tells the tale of how Tony defeated Master Liao. He has on a brown irish cap and brown jacket.
In the crowd there was not only the sounds of chatter, but also the singing of the birds from their wooden cages.
The teahouse resembles that of ancient time styles all made of wood.
Like a bard telling a story he says to the men of the crowd in boast, "With 'Move 1000 Catties with 4 taels" Master Ip Man's student pushed Master Liao's whole body away."
Someone from the crowd interjected, "Isn't 'Move 1000 Catties with 4 Taels" a move from Tai Chi? I thought Master Ip teaches Wing Chun."
Ignoring that fact, the teen continues his boasting, "Anyway, his student Hui Liang pushed away with one hand. Liu refused to admit defeat.
Hui kept chasing after him fiercely! But Liu remained indignant after being hit. He jumped at Hui like a hungry dog."
In the distance the teen's brother was at the front table selling a lady tea leaves, "These tea leaves are pretty good and cheap." Trying to persuade her to buy them.
He was wearing a black martial arts coat with the name of the style of martial arts he's practitioning emblem on the left side. In his 20s with fairly good looks.
The mid-age lady with a mix color strip clothing receives the box of tea leaves and hands some money to the old cashier next time.
As she leaves she says, "Thank you."
"Goodbye"
"Farewell, see you next time."
Saying bye to the lady he sees the white kite his brother was flying laying on the counter and picks it up.
Turning to the old cashier he asks, "Who put this here, Uncle Ping?"
Uncle Ping smiles, answering, "Your brother."
Watching in the distance he still sees his brother idling in boast to the crowd saying, "I thought Liu was good but he's so bad at defence and was beaten up like a pig head."
Shaking his head at the lazy youth telling Uncle Ping, "He co-owns his dad's restaurant. He's always idle. Ask that kid to serve the customers."
Walking through the distance he saw Master Ip Man smiling at him and wearing a brown chang pao, "Good Morning Master Ip." He also sees his student following close by in a quiet manner.
Ip Man asks him as he walks close, "Is Quan here yet?"
"He's waiting for you upstairs."
As Tony follows his master close by going up stairs he suddenly sees a lady who's wearing a blue colored qipao with golden phoenix hairpin on her hair. Symbolizing to onlookers her youth and status of wealth.
Their eyes met as he glanced up to see her face and those pairs of large black eyes brought back a sense of familiarity.
The enchanting lips transformed into a gentle smile towards him, bringing forth a sense of warmth and closeness.
It is that type of focus in her eyes matched by that warm air of elegance from the way she walks which is truly rare among women. It is the type of beauty that you will remember for a long time.
Not the inclination of lust, instead it is the warmth of a summer flower's beauty as it blossoms to you, captivating you in admiration of its rarity.
Her sister who was following behind said in her soft voice, "You were sent away to study abroad. Everyone adored your return yesterday."
Hearing their short dialogue Tony then remembered the girls he saved in the streets coming back from the market.
He couldn't even connect in the moment since she has already changed so much.
The men below stare from afar at this new beautiful face to the city. Yet as he bows his head a little with a smile he could sense the barriers that lay between them.
There was this small distance between the two, eyes sparking with friendly connectivity.
Yet it was a friendship that couldn't manifest due to the large gaps in social standing.
But the memory of him stays with her as they pass by each other slowly.
Going upstairs they went to a room with an older gentleman with thin framed golden colored glasses sitting there in wait.
He had his hair styled with grease to make it look trim. Wearing a pale black suit with grayish small stripes.
The large table was laid with many chinese delicacies and a tea set. In the back was a decorative wooden folding screen with golden bamboo design over a red background.
Seeing the man that was waiting for him in the room Ip Man greets cordially, "Been here long, Quan?"
Quan smiles in a gentlemanly manner motioning Ip Man to a seat beside him, "You're always late."
Hearing this tease Ip Man replies, "I'm busy."
"Busy with what? Drinking tea, eating, practicing. What else?" his friend Quan objects.
Ip Man gives a gentle awkward smile, taking in the fragrance from the cup of tea his friend poured for him, "This tea smells nice."
"I'm talking about you," Quan tries to bring back to his topic.
"Have you ordered yet?"
"I've got something to discuss with you," Quan getting into the main points of the meeting.
"Let's eat first and then we'll talk," Ip Man trying to slow down the points of the discussion in his mild manner.
From their door came the black clothed young man managing the teahouse, "This just came out of the oven! Try it…"
He was carrying a tray full of small bamboo steamers stacked on top of eachother, putting a few on their table.
Putting down the food he then looks at Tony who's standing saying to Ip Man, "Heard that Hui Liang had a duel with Master Liu and had beaten him quickly. Is that true?"
Ip Man had a surprised expression and looked at Tony to see if he knew anything about the words spreading out.
Then at the waiter, "Who told you that, Lin?"