Early the next morning, GS was woken by a commotion before he had finished sleeping. He came out of the bedroom looking thoroughly irritable and saw Kong Sang talking to a woman of around fifty in the living room.
Shan Ying stood nearby, leaning against the wall with her arms folded.
"Fuck, even if you don't need to sleep, I do!" GS was irritated beyond belief. Nothing annoyed him more than someone disturbing his sleep.
Apparently, waking up grumpy was an illness, but he had no intention of treating it.
"Ah S, you're awake? I invited a master over to check the feng shui and perform a consecration."
"Fuck!" GS remembered now.
"Keep it down!"
He turned, went back into the bedroom, and shut the door.
"Sorry, that's just his temper!" Kong Sang gave the woman an apologetic smile.
The woman did not seem bothered.
That afternoon, Kong Sang took her around the bar as well. Afterward, the woman told GS, "Go to Guan Di Temple and bring back a Guan Gong statue. One with red shoes."
"Fuck, I'm in a triad! You're telling me to get one with red shoes? Watch your mouth, or you might get run over the moment you step outside!" GS immediately swore at her.
There were rules to choosing a Guan Gong statue. They came in two varieties: red shoes and straw sandals.
The police worshipped the red-shoed version, while triad members worshipped ones with black or green shoes, representing the straw sandals Guan Gong had worn when he fled after committing a crime.
That was why wearing red shoes was one of the greatest taboos in the triads, alongside seducing a second sister-in-law and washing the horse rope.
The Guan Gong statue in the bar wore black shoes.
"You can put it inside