The thick-browed young man bearing a heavy sword spoke every word with someone in mind.
The elder was truly helpless and said, "That kid is slick-tongued..."
The thick-browed young man interrupted directly, saying, "We've fought side by side several times, and he always entrusts his back to me."
After a pause, the thick-browed young man continued, "I've also said, one day, I will defeat him!"
The elder was silent for a long time, then raised his hand, creating a breach in the barrier between the inner and outer seas.
"Go." The elder said.
The thick-browed young man, sword on back, moved forward, passed through the gap, then stopped suddenly, turned around, and said, "Master, there's something I want to ask you."
"Speak."
The thick-browed young man: "When next we meet, will Master still know who I am?"
The elder smiled faintly and said, "Whether I remember or not, what's the difference? Fate comes and goes, one day you'll see through it all."
