A Conflict

Old Master Ma ran into the monastery's main hall, ringing the bronze gong, quickly gathering everyone.

"Master, what's so urgent?" A young Taoist priest who was usually close to Old Master Ren asked boldly.

Old Master Ma did not answer but glanced around at the crowd. Frowning, he asked, "Where's Ma Ping?"

"Oh, Senior Ping headed towards the mountain behind approximately two hours ago. I think he brought along a pair of binoculars…" The young priest recollected.

"Damn it, that boy's undeserving to be my son!" Old Master Ma shouted furiously. He then turned to the others and said solemnly, "There will be another supreme deity arriving shortly. Remember, everyone, to always hold etiquette. I've already told all of you the proper etiquette to treat the gods…"

"Understood, Master. We kneel when we should, and bow our heads when we should. In short, more head-bowing, less talking," one of the Taoists who seemed older was the first to speak.