One hundred and fourteen. Coming down the Mountain

"Is it your girlfriend again?"

Old Taoist Lu guessed, knowing he was right the moment he saw those deep, ocean-like black eyes and said with a look of elder's frustration, "Aiya, I really can't understand you young people, always with your lovey-dovey and life-or-death drama..."

"I remember you liked your master——"

"Alright! Do you have to be right?!" Old Taoist Lu was ashamed and angry, puffing his beard and glaring as he retorted.

Lu Li had only mentioned it casually, but upon seeing Old Taoist Lu's embarrassment, he promptly changed the subject, "I have another question."

"I! Will! Not! Speak!" Old Taoist Lu stood with arms akimbo and eyes wide, emphasizing each word.

Lu Li ignored the response and calmly continued, "That door's activities are getting more and more out of hand. Yesterday, I narrowly avoided being discovered by the door. If things continue to escalate, I won't be able to hold on for much longer."