"Losing isn't scary! What's terrifying is not even knowing how you lost, or not wanting to win in the first place! Huaxia is so vast and its population so numerous. Can we really not find a single person to crush the schemes of those South Koreans? Of course not. It's nothing more than a difference in philosophy, or a simple reluctance to stoop to the level of those shameless people! But a nation is a nation, and we absolutely cannot let those foreigners mock our great Huaxia! What do you think, kid?"
Given Old Master Xuu's status, such 'trivial matters' were beneath his notice. But he just couldn't accept it. Our great Huaxia! Our traditional medicine is the crystallization of millennia of wisdom from our ancestors. When did it become your place, you shameless clown, to be so presumptuous and audacious? To claim it as your own?
