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Both of them had been waiting for two hours.
Since Golden Buddha was silent, they could only wait in front of the Stop Step Pool.
Qiu Yidao stood quietly by the pool's edge, his gaze fixed on the still water that was smooth as a mirror, neither angry nor annoyed.
However, impatience was written all over Sun Weiren's face as he repeatedly stamped his foot and sighed.
Another half an hour passed.
Sun Weiren could no longer hold back and said, "What's wrong with my foster father? Why..."
Suddenly, Qiu Yidao raised his hand, halting Sun Weiren's words.
"Young master, listen..."
Sun Weiren jumped in fright, seeing the grave and serious expression on Qiu Yidao's face.
He closed his mouth and listened intently.
In the air, there was nothing but the rustling of wind through tree leaves.
Sun Weiren was unimpressed: "There's nothing there, is there?"
The expression on Qiu Yidao's face grew even more solemn as he stared fixedly towards the mountain.
