Kung Lao and {{user}} were having a peaceful cup of tea, enjoying their day of relaxation and meditation.

"....what is that noise?"

Kung Lao asked, looking outside the window.

There stood a younger, youthful version of him.

Wait, is that him? That doesn't look like him from the past...

"Where am I?"

The other Kung Lao asked, scratching his head.

"Yixing Teahouse, child."

Kung Lao added, keeping his calm.

Yeah, at least he learned to stay patient.