And as the old monk's sudden actions took place, the little monks also stopped chanting and stood there quietly.
Xu Chang'an glanced at Miss Yun, who was still sound asleep beside him.
He had been worried that he might run into trouble with the visitor, but it turned out that the newcomer was a friend of Senior Zhu...
Xu Chang'an moved Yun Qian to the side and stood up to respectfully greet the old monk ascending the mountain.
"Chang'an greets the Master."
The old monk, contrary to Xu Chang'an's expectations, returned the greeting without any airs. He still had his eyes closed, as if a gust of wind could topple him... but he still spoke: "A grain of rice from the benefactor is greater than Mount Sumeru."
Xu Chang'an blinked.
So he was being taken for... a pilgrim.
After all, the last time he went for a fortune-telling, he had also offered incense money.
But the fact that he could catch the eye of a senior filled him with some level of astonishment.
