After all the calamities, the brothers are here, and when they meet, they smile and forget their grudges.

One sword brings hatred for a lifetime, and a short-breathed hero is brave.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, frost and cold have never tried it.

Ride your horse across the cliff, bend your bow and shoot at Hu Yue.

Use human heads as wine cups to drink up Qiu’s blood.

I am a madman of Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius.

Drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, wake up and take the power to kill.

I don’t want a city-wide jade, but I want a murderous sword.

After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tested.