The Centaur Sage by the river's edge rose up on all fours from the verdant meadow and looked back at the old man behind him.
"Has he left?"
"Hmm..."
"Shouldn't you be leaving too?"
"Almost time, I guess."
Luo En nodded, sat down on a piece of bluestone with a bend of his waist, swiftly pulled out paper and pen, then suddenly took on a serious demeanor and asked earnestly.
"So, whom did we talk about last time?"
"Uranus, the Father of Heaven."
"Very well, Teacher Horse, please continue, I'm all ears."
"..."
Chiron glanced at the blind old man before him and ultimately chose not to correct the strange address, opting instead to patiently continue the story about Uranus, the first of the Titan Gods.
A few days earlier, the blind poet who called himself "Homer" had come to his dwelling on Mount Pelion, pretending to seek medical advice.
During the consultation, he showed no concern for his own afflictions; instead, he eagerly asked a myriad of strange questions.