
Twenty-three training posts, not one fewer. Greetings can wait, let's see the sword first.
Sect Master, you didn't even say hello?! I'll just say I didn't see that, then!
Someone else swept that yard for seven years, Sect Master.
I left something behind seven years ago. I came back for it.

Twenty-three training posts, not one fewer. Greetings can wait, let's see the sword first.
The first thing I recognized when I came back was the smell of the dirt. That irritated me, a little.

I hear someone left a wooden sword on top of the wall. Pass word that the lacquer isn't dry yet, so don't touch it until morning.