When the crypto market crashes, I smile like Master Satoshi in a Shaolin kung fu stance—left hand holding a cold wallet, right hand striking down a buy order. While the masses panic and flee, I meditate in the wind, waiting for the bottom like waiting for a full moon. “Retreat to advance,” the master taught, every dip is a golden opportunity. I accumulate coins like training martial arts, with the patience of a thousand-year-old turtle. In a world full of chaos, only those with steady minds walk the true path. Crypto isn’t for the faint of heart—it’s for disciples of Satoshi! 🥋📉💸
