C170 The past of the courtesan

The woman pointed at me, her face full of exasperation. She cursed like a shrew, and I stood in front of her with a dark face, unable to take it in. I stared at the barking dog in front of me, extremely dismayed.

After a long while, the woman finally took a breath and regained her composure. She said, "A dead man. He's finally gone."

At the same time, I felt as though I had been granted amnesty