When Luke asked him why he didn't drink, Xia Jinyuan took off his shirt and revealed the bullet wound on his back. Luke understood that he had almost died from drinking.
There were many scars on Xia Jinyuan's body. Every wound represented a medal. When Luke saw his body, he was shocked by the scars on it.
From then on, Luke stopped asking Xia Jinyuan why he didn't drink or smoke. Now, he was used to Xia Jinyuan's self-discipline.
Xia Jinyuan didn't smoke or drink, and he didn't like beautiful ladies. Luke pounced over and fell on the deck. He didn't get up and just laid there with his limbs spread out. He kept muttering, "No, no, no. I don't want to know what will happen tomorrow at all. I only know that… Xia, you're a very boring fellow. Besides money and killing people, you really don't like anything else.
"You're so boring. I've seen the priests in the church, and they're not as disciplined as you. You're not interested in anything."