The old monk sighed, stomped his foot, and said, "Enough, enough, my life was saved by you. If someone shows you a drop of kindness, you should repay them with a fountain. Now it's time for me to repay you."
The old monk took off the string of Buddha Beads hanging around his neck and placed it around Duan Chen's neck, saying solemnly, "Duan Chen, from this moment on, you are the abbot of Dazhu Temple!"
"Master, this is not appropriate!" Duan Chen said, terrified, immediately kneeling down.
The old monk said, "Master is about to break the sect rules. After Master eradicates the Brotherhood, I will return here and disperse my cultivation. By then, I will be an old man, and everything in Dazhu Temple will depend on you."
"Master, don't say that, you will always be my master. Duan Chen dares not accept the position of abbot; the position is forever yours while you are here. You are the rightful abbot of Dazhu Temple!" Duan Chen prostrated himself on the ground.
