"Hmph!"
A gruff snort filled with anger came from inside the straw hut as the Elder Celestial Master opened the door, staring furiously at Xiang Donglai, and said crossly, "You're getting older. What's so old about you? I'm almost two hundred years old. Can you be older than me?"
Xiang Donglai smiled helplessly and said, "Uncle Master, how can we compare with you? Your Cultivation is beyond compare; you can live for at least several more decades. As for me, I'm counting my days, living one day at a time!"
The Elder Celestial Master and Xiang Donglai stood face to face,
one over a hundred years old and the other nearing two hundred, yet they were like two sulking children, puffing their cheeks and staring at each other.
After a while, the Elder Celestial Master's gaze softened as he looked at Xiang Donglai, even though he was over a hundred years old, having watched him grow from a child in crotchless pants to now.
"You're old." The Elder Celestial Master sighed.
