Back mountain, punching stone.
Punch after punch, faster and faster.
The blows came fast and hard, ringing out crisp and clear for all to hear.
Who knew how many punching stones this made.
This new punching stone had already been battered beyond recognition, too.
A disciple approached, slowed his steps, and bowed.
"Master!"
"What is it?"
"The... the Grandmaster Ancestor... is here..."
"What?"
Yan Shisan abruptly stopped and turned to look at the disciple in disbelief.
"The Grandmaster Ancestor? Which Grandmaster Ancestor?"
But after only a moment, Yan Shisan came to his senses.
The gentleman was here!?
"It's the Grandmaster Ancestor... and... and that Grandpa Ox..."
The disciple stammered, unsure what to say.
"Are you sure you have the right person?" Yan Shisan asked doubtfully.
"..." The disciple fell silent again. How would he know whether he had the right person?
Then again, probably nobody would dare impersonate someone else's Grandmaster Ancestor and go swaggering into their sect to swindle them.
If they caught you, even if they didn't beat you to death, they would cripple you.
"Never mind. I'll go see for myself."
"Grandmaster Ancestor, please have some tea."
A Floating Jade Gate disciple bent at the waist, head bowed low, holding a teacup high.
Just like a eunuch serving tea and water to royalty in the Imperial Palace.
"Grandpa Ox, please have some tea as well."
"Moo?"
Old Ox's head was full of question marks.
Grandpa what? Grandpa Ox?
What sort of nickname was that?
"Meow~" Kitten cried. "Can the Cat Immortal eat some?"
The disciple looked up at the pretty cat and hesitated.
"Grandma Cat can have some, too."
Cat Immortal: (°ー°〃)
"Who's Grandma Cat?"
Soon, Yan Shisan strode over.
One look confirmed that it really was the gentleman.
"Sir!!"
Hearing their master say this, the