As someone who was prone to indulge in flights of fancy, mostly as a coping mechanism to escape the tortures of his daily life, one of Yang Qing's favorite pastime activities was losing himself in imagination.
He would imagine what it was like to become sworn brothers with a dragon or a phoenix and have it avenge him against his grandfather and the other old fogeys of the Yang clan who had been involved in his torment. And it went without saying his backstabbing father would also be on that list.
In his younger years, he would get deeply lost in that world. On most days, especially the hard ones, it was what helped him get through.
