"Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."
"Master!"
"Yeah."
"Why are you here?"
"What? My disciple is flirting with a secret lover here. Master, I can't come and see him?"
"Master, listen to my quibbles, bah, explain, he is my subordinate!"
"Quia?"
"Explain, explain, slip of the tongue."
"…"
Xijiang month and Hai hour
"Oh~ Master, it hurts."
"Deserved it."
"No, I don't want to copy the Book of Rites. I know I'm wrong. It hurts so much when I copy it."
…
Concept: Money is something external to oneself