"Master, why... I don't have a father or mother." Yue Ming grabbed the corner of Master's clothes, timidly.
"I am your master. Once a teacher, always a father." Hua Yi sleeved his hands and stared at the opera excerpts on the stage. "Yue Ming, remember that some people are destined to be different from others."
"Then... Why is Master's surname Hua and my surname Jiang?"
"Because the river water cannot help itself and drifts with the current."
"Master!! Why!! I don't want to go to Qingxu Mountain, I want to be with Master forever!!" Yue Ming clutched Master's sword tightly. From now on, this sword belongs to Yue Ming, but Yue Ming would rather not have it!
"People have to grow up, Yueming, Master is old."