"I have a few words... for Benefactor Zheng Shan."
"Please, speak."
"It is difficult to discern reality from illusion, to distinguish black from white, to know right from wrong."
Zheng Xiu was taken aback. "Master, what do you mean by that?"
"You... would do well to be careful."
After speaking, the old Monk said no more.
Zheng Xiu was left speechless.
The old Monk's "Wait and See Zen" left Zheng Xiu completely disarmed.
After they stepped out of the main hall, Ruchen bowed toward the interior and then respectfully closed the great doors.
Ruchen let out a long sigh of relief. "My master has barely seen any outsiders for years. I never imagined he would make an exception to see you today."
"Thank you, Master Huahua."
Zheng Xiu nudged his chin at Feng Bei and started walking toward the exit of Yunliu Temple.
Following the old Monk's instructions, Ruchen respectfully escorted them all the way to the gate.
