Brother, your eyes are vacant and your legs are weak. Is this a case of severe depletion?
Old man, didn’t your father teach you that if someone slaps your left cheek, you should turn the other cheek?
The Medical Sage is a ghost who can refine pills and make medicine, capable of anything. The Martial Sage is a ghost who reigns supreme beneath the heavens. The Gambling Sage is a ghost who never loses a hundred battles. With a hundred ghosts in my hands, they all do my bidding. I punch down every injustice under heaven and trample arrogant rich brats beneath my feet. I roam freely through the countryside and the city alike.
