C303 Seven-word Mantra

When he returned to his father's inn, his eyes were moist as he looked at the empty street, at the closed door, at the old plaque with the words "Gladys Inn" written on it.

"Where are you? Can you come out?" Water Root shouts to the sky.

"Coming, coming." As he spoke, a young man walked out of thin air with a smile on his face. Behind him was an old man.

"Is that my master?" Water root asked