He is the wanderer of the ages, with his crutch serving as the scepter of dialogue with time, and his gourd holding the secrets of a Jianghu long forgotten. Though tattered rags may veil the stars in his eyes, every wrinkle on his face bears the annual rings of his storied life—though he may not be a hero of wealth and privilege, he is a traveler who has savored the true flavors of existence. In the quietest corners where no one notices, he has forged his own legendary tale.