Perhaps it was the 'condemnation' lurking within the pitch-black eyes of Master of Peach Blossom Forest, Tao Yuanming, that was too overt.
Ancestral Master Damo must have realized that his previous words were 'inappropriate'; the individual pressed a fist to his lips, gently coughed, and then said earnestly, "I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."
Master of Peach Blossom Forest, Tao Yuanming: "..."
At such a time, to still be in the mood for jokes with me.
Indeed, that was so Damo.
The Ancestral Master no longer concerned himself with whatever his colleague, Master of Peach Blossom Forest, Tao Yuanming, might be secretly cursing about him. With a bizarre flash, he stood steadily upon the void.
Ancestral Master Damo's hands continuously shifted, clearly casting a spell.
