I am an idle guard in a swordsmanship sect in the mountains. I am inconspicuous, but I am happy and at ease. I have avoided detours for thirty years.
One day when he came home from get off work, he found someone breaking into his house.
Visitor: I know you are a humble expert. Give up the illusion of ordinary life and come and fence with me.
Clumsy school: I use swordsmanship? Me?
Purpose: Cultivate dialectical thinking and get out of the information cocoon.