Five Grandfather, the Child You Saved with Your Life Has Grown Up!

The late-night wind was bitterly cold.

The black-robed figure carried two jars of wine as he walked onward. At last, he stopped before a tombstone.

By the light of the moon, the words carved into the stone were clear: "Tomb of Li Xuanqi, Fifth Elder of the Li Family."

The black-robed figure gazed at the tombstone in silence for a long while. He set the two jars on the ground, then raised a trembling hand and brushed at the nonexistent dust on the stone with his sleeve.

"Five Grandfather, I've come to see you."

The black-robed figure spoke, his voice hoarse.

"You always loved strong liquor. Today, I brought you the wine you used to like best."

He bent down and picked up a jar, then untied the brocade cloth sealing it.

At once, a rich fragrance of wine wafted from the jar.

The black-robed figure poured the wine before the tombstone. The air filled with the fiery bite and mellow fragrance unique to strong liquor.

When he had finished pouring, he stood with his head bowed, utterly still.

Only after a long while did he set the empty jar aside. He picked up the other one and tipped it back, gulping down several mouthfuls.

Hugging the jar, he slowly sat down against the tombstone and gazed up at the sparse stars in the sky.

He spoke softly, as if addressing the tombstone, or perhaps talking to himself. "You always said I was wooden, that I wasn't bold enough, that I was like a stone."

"You also said that a man should stand tall between heaven and earth, and with the blade in his hand, carve out a future and win a world for himself and his family."

"You said you wanted to watch us youngsters grow up and become