Dao Xuzi only came sauntering over at noon the next day, which really aggravated Yang Ruxin. The old man was riding a donkey so leisurely that he didn't at all seem in a hurry to rescue anyone; he actually looked more like he was visiting his maternal home if he had a floral headscarf on.
Shadow Three claimed innocence, saying that since the senior wasn't rushing, he didn't dare to urge him on.
"When I wasn't here, didn't you two handle everything just fine?" Dao Xuzi glanced at Yang Ruxin, "One ought to be calm in all matters; what's the rush? I'm old; if I rode a horse too fast, wouldn't I just fall apart?"
Yang Ruxin ran out of patience, thinking: if you're old, you must be right.
Fang Dehua knew this old man was the famous Divine Doctor Dao Xuzi, a person the Emperor himself went to great lengths to win over. Naturally, he showed the utmost respect, preparing a whole table of delicacies to entertain him.