"Brother, slow down with your drinking; no one is competing with you."
After a few gulping sounds, Mahaparinirvana, the Defrocked Monk, had finished two pots of tea clean and then looked at Li Ping'an, foolishly wiping his mouth:
"I traveled all the way from Mount Wutai, braving mountains and rivers, exhausted, hungry, and thirsty, not to mention encountering a bunch of ill-tempered bird-catchers. Today, it's only for your sake that I didn't slaughter them all!"
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"Brother, you truly live freely, skilled at saving others but clumsy at strategizing for yourself."
"You, young man, understand me by seeing me just once. You seem to be a person of no ordinary background yourself."
Li Ping'an and Mahaparinirvana spoke intimately while the tea stall owner busily packed up his things, sighing helplessly: