After getting the invitations, I would head back to the hospital later to deliver one to Uncle Yu, then call my master and ask him about it.
That was what I was thinking when Daoist Qingshan spoke to me.
"Jiang Ning, Daoist Jade Soul's hundredth birthday banquet will be attended by many renowned figures and reclusive masters from the mystic community. You can go and meet fellow practitioners from different places."
I nodded slightly.
"Senior Qingshan, I can't make that decision yet. I need to go back and ask my master. If he agrees to go, then we'll go."
Daoist Qingshan nodded as well, then added,
"However, I just called Fellow Daoist Song, but couldn't get through."
I answered directly,
"That's normal. My master's been fishing by the river these past few days. He even sleeps by the river at night. Every day after work, I have to bring him a power bank.
"I'll ask him when I get back, then send you a message."
"I see."
Pan Ling spoke up at that moment as well.
"Brother Jiang, why not stay for dinner? I made mutton soup!"
"No, I need to deliver Uncle Yu's invitation first, then head back. Some other day."
"..."
With that said, I had no intention of staying any longer.
Seeing that I did not plan to remain, Daoist Qingshan, Mao Jing, and the others did not try to keep me. The three of us actually got together quite often.
Every few days, we would be drinking and having barbecue...
Afterward, I said goodbye to Daoist Qingshan and the others, then drove straight back to the hospital and headed directly to the cafeteria.
The doctors on duty greeted me when they saw me return, and I politely responded.
Before long, I saw Uncle Yu.
Uncle Yu