Young Master, I Must Apologize for My Rudeness

Alone, sword in hand, free and unrestrained;

Two together, warming wine as they drink face-to-face;

Three together... General, could you stop wearing that ghost mask in the middle of the night?

Four together... Someone, drag this monkey away!

Back then, I thought the jianghu was nothing more than a sword and a cup of wine.

Little by little, the people around me grew more numerous, more joyful, and more boisterous.

I got used to it, grew fond of it, became addicted to it, and could never return to those days of drinking alone beneath the moon.

How fortunate I am to have you in this jianghu.