"So, they must have a black mole on their hand? My daughter has one on her face and she's exactly fifteen years old. I wonder if she'd be eligible..."
"You'd have to go ask a disciple of the Kunlun Immortal Sect about that. Now, move along, you're in my way to see..."
"Ha, my son only just turned ten and he has a black mole on his right palm. He definitely qualifies. My son qualifies, ha, my son is going to join the Kunlun Immortal Sect..."
"Porky Cheng, if your son qualifies, better take him to the City Lord's Mansion quickly. If those immortals from Kunlun have already chosen their disciples, you'll end up crying..."
"I remember down in South City, there's a beggar child on the roadside who seems to have a black mole on his hand. He's really young...uh uh...what are you doing?!"
"Shush, be quiet. We'll go there together, find him. If he gets chosen, we'll definitely have a handsome reward!"
"Sensible words. Let's go!"