He can fight the lame and the ruffian, and he can understand grievance and despair. The sharp blade will slash the greasy neck of the bully, and the bright light of the blade will frighten the gall of the exploiter.
A movie is a dream, a dream of complaining and retaliating.
Unfortunately, after waking up from the dream, there are still master swordsmen who are attached to the strong, the lonely sister and brother betrayed their color and robbed their lives, and the weak and poor peasants are still unable to survive, and their homes are burned and their land is stolen.
It all goes on, the unseen boss walks among us, pours us soju, listens to our misery, and weaves a net through all the grievances.
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