Ma Ming swayed the Horse-Faced Bell, and Prince Ming appeared.
"Clone, you're so annoying."
Ma Ming, "Wait until I tell you the reason I sought you, and you won't find me annoying anymore."
Prince Ming, with his arms crossed, said, "Then speak."
Ma Ming, "The millennium-old problem has been solved."
The millennium-old problem had become a well-recognized issue, so upon hearing the words, Prince Ming thought of Red Garment Ah Piao.
"Stop joking. If it could be solved, it wouldn't have dragged on for a thousand years. It's unsolvable. That person has already become a Buddha and cannot enter reincarnation; he has long forgotten her. And she won't enter the reincarnation that excludes him because of the protection of Buddha's Light; not even I can force her to drink the Oblivion Soup, let alone force her into reincarnation. This matter will forever be unsolvable!"
Ma Ming chuckled, "No, there is now a solution, and it was thought of by my disciple!"
