Yang Xiao Long just happened to be at Blue Leaves at that very time. She came there in the first place seeking a nice alcoholic beverage. She was seated at a table, lazily - near boredly sipping her drink when Beatrix caught her attention. Yang perked up, setting her drink down on the table as she saw Beatrix draw her sword. It seemed no matter where Yang went, a duel or a fight followed. Not that Yang had a problem with that - She enjoyed kicking people's asses. One of them said something, but in a language she couldn't understand. Taking one last sip of her drink, Yang stood up and casually walked over towards where the conflict was about to take place. "What's going on here? Have a grudge to settle or somethin'?" She asked rather aloud casually, smiling.