<Different POV> It's Not A Dao!
I stared nervously at Grand Master. The last disciple who got on his nerves... I shuddered. I stepped forward to calm Grand Master down when, all of a sudden, he began to laugh.
"I haven't had this much fun in centuries!" Grand Master slapped his knee. He walked up to senior brother and patted him on his back. "I see that you have found your own Dao, disciple. And quite an interesting one at that. I hope for our paths to cross once again." With that, Grand Master left senior brother and I on his flying sword.
No, come back, Grand Master! Senior brother is seriously ill!!!