"You you you you..." Zhang Li stuttered, unable to speak coherently for quite a while.
"I I I I..." Old Ears stood in the sunset, gazing mockingly at Zhang Li, "Little Daoist, haven't seen you in years, how come you've started to stutter?"
Zhang Li babbled, "I... I stutter? No, not at all, I'm fine."
Old Ears led the way over the threshold, "What book are you holding that's so interesting, you didn't even hear someone come in?"
Zhang Li hurriedly closed the Wordless Heavenly Scripture, and sheepishly said, "An idle book, just a common storybook."
"Oh?" Old Ears curiously asked, "What's written in it?"
Zhang Li thought for a moment, "It writes about an old fool and a young fool taking a bunch of fools adventuring south and north."
Old Ears looked at Zhang Li, then at Chen Ji, and suddenly grew suspicious, "Is that really how it's written in your storybook? Let me see it, why do I feel I've been insulted?"
