Zheng Xiu asked curiously, "Oh? What sort of predicament?"
Ruchen scratched his head. "This Little Monk practices 'Heart Zen.' I must temper my will and personally experience the sorrow and suffering of all living beings in order to succeed in my practice."
Zheng Xiu listened, feeling as if the Monk had just blown his mind. He said in disbelief, "You mean, to practice 'Heart Zen,' you have to dress up as a woman, look like a down-on-her-luck courtesan, and then you absolutely have to sleep with a man?"
Listening from the side, Chu Susu's face went beet red. She jumped back a few steps, as if Good man Zheng had just said something so filthy it could defile her ears.
The Monk nodded. "Yes."
