"You zapped Nuihc, didn't you?"
"Remo. What a terrible thing to say. You know that the Master is bound never to strike someone from the village. And I am the Master. Oh, maybe for a few seconds there, when Nuihc claimed to be the Master, maybe I was not the Master, but…"
"Don't give me any of that," interrupted Remo. "You were the Master and are the Master and if you zapped him, you shouldn't have."
"If I have done anything wrong, I will answer to my ancestors. But that is all yesterday and today. Now we must speak of tomorrow. Of the day when you, Remo, will become the Master of Sinanju."
Chiun threw his arms open wide, to encompass the entire bedroom with its assortments of pots and jars and vases.
"Just think, Remo, someday this will all be yours."
"Bring back Nuihc," Remo said, and for the first time in days, it didn't hurt to laugh.