Emperor Hua, Patriarch Lin, and Daoist Yun continued their wining and dining ceremony while chatting about casual matters.
Bray! Bray!...
Their cheerful moods were disturbed by a hoarse braying sound coming from the east.
That sound seemed to ring a bell in Patriarch Lin's mind. So, he said, "Ugh, what the heck?!"
The three turned around to see an ant-size thing far on the horizon.
"Ah, I almost forgot to mention earlier." Emperor Hua said, "Bother Lin, it's your Grandson
Lin Donghai's ride."
"Isn't he participating in the Martial Arts Meet? Why is he coming here? Ugh, what is he going to demand this time?" Patriarch Lin responded, touching his forehead.
"Bahahaha, the prodigal troublemaker is back." Daoist Yun said while bursting into a peal of hearty laughter.
