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The two appeared to have been sitting idly here for quite some time. The young Daoist grew impatient and said, "Brother Qiu, how arrogant of Ye Fengbo! Why must the two of us wait for him this long?"
The old Daoist's eyelids lifted lightly, his voice steady, "Junior Lin, do calm yourself. I've heard Elder Ye returned to the mountain gate to borrow a treasure, likely encountering some difficulties. A slight delay is well within reason."
The young Daoist snorted coldly and said, "If he fails to borrow it, I will make sure he pays for it."
Before his words had finished, a laugh split the skies, accompanied by a voice: "Lin Daoist, what a fiery temper you have."
Following the voice, a Daoist with a coiled Daoist bun and long green beard stepped on cloud and arrived above the chessboard in the blink of an eye. He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "I beg forgiveness for keeping the two fellow Daoists waiting. My utmost apologies."
