They are just souls left in the world. There is nothing special about them. They are nothing but noisy praises. No one is different.
Looks like:
Full of vitality, the disciple Gong × the cool and cold Buddhist master
Reality:
Full of vitality, disciple's attack × abstract master's body
Intention: The souls left behind in the world are nothing different. They are nothing but noisy praises. No one is different.
