Li Guanyi said, "Tuyuhun has fallen, are you not saddened by this?"
Siming burst into laughter and said, "Saddened? What is he, after all? Achai was merely a servant by birth. He had no clan of his own, so he named his country after himself, allowing this name to be passed down for three hundred years, to the point that even thousands of years later, people will know the three words 'Tuyuhun'."
"Even if future generations are unaware that this was actually the name of a humble slave, who once pointed at the stars in the sky and vowed to make countless people remember his name!"
"Why would he be saddened? He would only feel that his work is done, and he would leave calmly."
"Young man, do not underestimate those old fellows."
The elder took out a liquor bing from his embrace, took a swig, and said softly: