Xu Yun, of course, wasn't going to accept the invitation.
'It's not like we're friends. Why would I go have dinner with you?'
'But for them to suddenly back down and take the initiative to invite me to dinner... does that mean my plan is working?'
'Did the old man actually take my words to heart?'
'Probably.'
Xu Yun could only conclude that the old man had a broad perspective. He was a good person who stuck to his principles and wasn't afraid of the rich and powerful.
Or maybe he was one of the elite himself and simply didn't care about who was backing his opponent.
That evening, they arrived at the restaurant they had booked. They had the whole place to themselves.
One man and three women sat at a table, enjoying a harmonious meal. During dinner, Xu Yun asked a lot of questions about the earthquake relief efforts.
The three women answered his questions and volunteered many stories from their time there.
Some were funny, some were moving, and some were sad.
