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Oh! I see ya didn't blow up! The qigong therapist came 'round here earlier. Acted real strange, too. He was all shaking and wobbling. Seemed he was looking for someone.

The e-mail that came for ya was from a qigong therapist, just so ya know.

You'd have to be careful too, ya know. When humans are exposed to malice, they start to act... ghastly.

Got another e-mail, did ya? How many friends do ya have?!

If the malice in West City Road subsides, Nguyễn's translation pack might work like it's supposed to... Are ya going into the hutong to fix it? Then ya'd better hire a navigator.

Have ya hired a navigator yet...? Eh, guess I shouldn't ask. You hafta be a hutong-spelunking expert by now!

Some stranger in a bowler hat went down the stairs to the Lai Hung.

How do ya s'pose that geezer was able to open the entrance?

Is he a friend of yours?

Have ya spoken with the snake restaurateur? I heard he found a key on the ground.

How did that geezer in the bowler hat make that weird opening, huh?

You people keep do things us normal people plain can't!

Hey! You!

Do ya know the old man inside the Spirit Dragon Temple?

Ma Shantong is his name. You have an e-mail.

The Spirit Dragon Temple used to be a Daoist monastery... but now, it's all ruins. Oddly, sometimes you'll see it vanish into thin air, only to pop back later. There's gotta be something in there. Rumours say this really old guy named Ma Shantong has been living there for decades.