He really was on the toilet...
Disturbing him without warning really would be rather rude.
Shen Ye waited a while before knocking and asking:
"Hey, can I come in now?"
Thud!
The door shook.
Through the window in the door, he saw that the panda had pressed his enormous body against it, his eyes sizing Shen Ye up.
"Kid, what's your name?" he asked through the door.
"My name is Shen Ye. What about you?"
"A real man has to be as hard as iron."
"Greetings, Brother Really Hard." Shen Ye cupped his fist.
"It's Iron Man, you idiot!" the panda snapped.
He took out a booklet and flipped through it, then looked above Shen Ye's head and muttered:
"Dining and dashing? All right, there really is something for you this time."
The window in the door opened, and he passed out a package.
"What's this?" Shen Ye asked in surprise.
"Something the Huntian Gate entrusted to me-I was to keep it until someone from the Huntian Gate came again in the future, at which point they could collect the package," the panda said.
"Something from my sect?" Shen Ye was slightly taken aback.
"Yes. Your sect was almost wiped out back then. It's been a thousand years now... At last, I've seen another disciple of the Huntian Gate."
The panda waved a paw. "Payment's already been made. You can take the package."
Shen Ye accepted the package, finding it rather wondrous for a moment.
...Someone actually left a package for me.
"Well, since disciples of the Huntian Gate are out in the world again, you're welcome to visit my agency whenever you have time," the panda said.
"Pan... Iron Man, what services do you offer?" Shen Ye asked.
"The harder the assignment, the more interested I am-for example, to