"After Chen Lao Si finished his roll of tobacco, he patted his bottom and stood up, greeted his old mother, and stepped out the door."
"The snowstorm outside was like a knife scraping against his weather-beaten face, making it hard for him to open his eyes."
"His tattered cotton coat couldn't fend off the severe cold, but there was still a spark of heat in his heart."
"He could always think of a way."
"He said to himself in his heart."
"Decades of being battered by wind and rain had not crushed this honest and sturdy man; he was like an old tree root, clinging tenaciously to the earth, greedily sucking up the sparse nutrients from the soil, stubbornly living on."
"If the Demon Core was accidentally swallowed by Little Stone, then he would just have to try his luck again."
"Hunt another Demon Beast, take its Demon Core to exchange for some Silver Coin, and first get Little Stone treated."
