Tianxin was a tad taken aback and turned to see the Master's shiny bald head once more.
She couldn't help but crack a small smile as she hesitated and then asked quite weakly, "Master, have we blocked your way again?"
"Amitabha, all is well. There are no paths in this world until people make them by walking it," the Master replied, his head bowed as he slowly addressed them.
"Master, could you explain it in terms that are easier to understand?" Tianxin looked at him, utterly bewildered.
"There are countless paths for your appreciation of the plum blossoms. But out of all the paths, you just had to choose this one. It's because of fate, coincidence. With that said, you're blocking my way to the restroom," the Master finally raised his head and gazed at Tianxin with earnest, wise eyes.
"..." A big drop of sweat trickled down Tianxin's forehead.
"Is there a restroom nearby..." she muttered under her breath, stepping aside.
