The old Taoist looked at the Ruyi True Immortal, who had now become a White Ox, and respectfully said, "Without the Immortal Master's permission, this disciple will not enter."
His words carried a firm determination, for to him, Lu Yu was a great benefactor, and there was absolutely nothing he would do to betray that kindness.
Ruyi True Immortal glanced at the old Taoist, knowing well that his once chief disciple was a very stubborn man who would rather die than do something against his will.
"Useless thing!" Ruyi True Immortal cursed bitterly.
Yet, the old Taoist's expression remained unchanged, still standing by his side with utmost reverence, as if the insults were not directed at him at all.
Seeing this, Ruyi True Immortal felt bored; being around someone as unresponsive as a block of wood was distressing, so he abandoned the idea of scolding the old Taoist any further and stretched his neck towards the cave, hoping to catch sight of something.