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"At seven, you fainted under the sun while practicing horse-riding stance for too long. At ten, you broke your arm from excessive force while striking wooden stakes. And at sixteen, during an exchange of skills with a practitioner from another school, their brutality left you unconscious for a full two days."

It could be said that you've always been more diligent and striving than your fellow disciples since you were young.

Xu Yougong reminisced about the early days, filled with emotion and reflection.

Unexpectedly, his chance encounter had led him to meet a genuine master with extraordinary skills.

Master Chu's calculations were all on point. You wouldn't understand the circumstances back then – my master's martial arts school had no less than twenty students, and I was the only one living and learning there without being able to pay the tuition.

"Master raised me into adulthood, taught me martial arts, and showed me countless kindnesses. How could I not be grateful? Unable to repay him in any other way, I devote myself to honing my skills."

The martial arts gym was teeming with disciples, among whom the bonds between senior and junior brothers were particularly strong. Xu Yougong, from a young age, was brought up under the guidance of his senior brothers and, equally early on, came to understand that he was not biologically related to his family.

That his master didn't adopt him but raised him as an apprentice all along.

He never uttered a word of complaint.

In his heart, his master was like a father. Now that he had the opportunity, he still wanted to return to the mainland to visit his master.

The onlooking citizens couldn't help but feel empathetic.

"Brother, I never would have thought your life has been so tumultuous."

"It's truly pitiful to grow up without parents and have to practice martial arts from a young age."

"Indeed, when I visited the Shaolin Temple in mainland China last time, I saw little monks practicing under the scorching sun. They'd be drenched in sweat from just standing in horse stance, yet they weren't allowed to go back for a drink of water."

"It's truly heartbreaking."

Xu Yougong shook his head. "My master took me in, provided for me, and never once asked for repayment for the favor of raising me. He is the best master one could ask for under heaven; please don't speak of him that way."

Chu Yuening concurs, "Indeed, Master has been kind to you. When you were twenty, I foretold a windfall coming your way, and it was your master who bestowed it upon you."

"Yes," Xu Yougong reminisced, his eyes gradually turning red as he thought back to those days. "I was helping my master manage the boxing gym, but my heart grew restless. After being confined within its walls for so long, I yearned to step out and see the world."

"Back then, many said that Hong Kong cinema was thriving and in great need of martial arts actors. Upon hearing this, I decided to venture out. My master was already advanced in years, and he had intended to pass his boxing gym onto me. I... I let down his expectations."

"On that snowy night, I knelt before my master's door for the entire evening. When he opened the door, he was greatly surprised to see me."

Xu Yougong could never erase from his memory the moment when his master, known for his sternness, discovered him kneeling in the snow throughout the night, and tears glistened in his eyes, betraying a heart pierced with sorrow.

"Upon learning of my aspirations and ambitions, without hesitation, he returned to his chamber and retrieved a passbook. He told me it contained his personal savings, a secret even from his own wife, and he gave it all to me."

Xu Yougong's voice wavered slightly, "Master's wife managed him with great strictness in daily life and had full control over the income of the boxing gym. Back then, the cost of living was low, and Master never carried more than two yuan on him."

"In this situation, he... He gave me a thousand yuan. He told me to go out and explore fearlessly, that I could always return if I failed, for the gym would always be my home."

The people present were also deeply moved.

Even Yu Jiqing fished out a packet of tissues from his pocket, pulled one out to dab at his tears, and then addressed the camera, microphone in hand.

"Mr. Xu's story is truly moving."

In the midst of the solemn atmosphere, someone suddenly asked.

"Wow, a thousand yuan. That was quite a substantial sum back then on the mainland. I bet your master got it pretty rough from your master's wife after that, huh?"

Upon hearing this, laughter and joyous voices filled the scene.

The solemn atmosphere was instantly dispelled.

"What many may not know is that Master's wife hails from a lineage of Xiangcheng's Eight Fists, renowned in her youth for her powerful strikes. In truth, she has long been aware of Master's secret stash, yet she chose not to expose it," Xu Yougong chimed in with a smile. "Upon discovering it, she mistakenly assumed he was using the money to support another woman, and in a fit of rage, she struck out, knocking out one of Master's teeth in a single blow."

"However, when Auntie Master found out that the money was for me, she didn't scold us. She just told me that whenever I return to Xiangcheng, there will always be a warm meal waiting for me."

Xu Yougong was constantly filled with sentiments at all times.

In his previous life, what great deed must he have done to encounter Master and his family?

Chu Yuening calculated and remarked, "Since arriving in Hong Kong, your fortune hasn't been particularly smooth. A thousand dollars was merely enough for one or two months' expenses back then in Hong Kong. In pursuit of money, you became a stunt double in the film industry. Over the course of ten years, your destiny was intertwined with hospitals."

"Yes," Xu Yougong sighed, "back then, for the sake of money, I was willing to do anything. I endured beatings, jumped off six-story buildings, and even performed in explosive scenes—several times narrowly escaping death."

The life of a martial arts stunt double is filled with too many bitter moments.

Nevertheless, Xu Yougong felt that, compared to his childhood experiences, he could endure this.

"A decade later, your fortunes took a turn for the better. A journalist interviewed you, shedding light on the roles you've played behind the scenes. This opportunity led you to open your own boxing gym. Though you never appeared on screen, your work came to the attention of many, and they sought you out to learn from you as their master in boxing."

Xu Yougong expressed his admiration, saying, "The Master has calculated it all correctly."

Chu Yuening pinched her finger thoughtfully, "Your fortune in wealth will continue to flourish for another six years. Is there anything else you'd like me to divine?"

Upon learning of the financial windfall, Xu Yougong took a moment to reflect.

Initially, he, like many others, assumed that Chu Yuening, being so young, would not possess much capability. However, as a fellow mainland native who had experienced disdain from many Hong Kong actors during his time as a stunt double, he felt compelled to stand up for Chu Yuening when he saw her being deliberately troubled.

Yet, never did I expect Master to be truly so remarkable.

Some things are so precise, they might as well be seen with one's own eyes.

Xu Yougong, too, was unwilling to let this opportunity slip by.