"Have you ever heard the sound of a hatchet cutting through an ice reef? The sound is like the edge of a sword passing through the throat, and the winter blood spurts out. Have you ever heard the sound of rain hitting the oil pan? The spurt of blood in the enemy's chest is the most beautiful music. At that time, there was only respect and beauty."
"When winter comes, I want to kill people, but I can hold back every time. I only kill opponents I respect."
"I want to live until the new rain comes in spring."
Purpose: Martyrs are full of ambition in their old age