Qingping Temple had just opened its doors to welcome believers when two distinguished guests arrived first.
After respectfully offering a stick of incense to the Grandmaster, Qi Qian then turned to the middle-aged Daoist by his side and asked, "Daoist Qingyuan, may I inquire if Master Chi Yuan is present?"
Daoist Qingyuan clasped his hands and bowed deeply, replying warmly, "Good people are truly kind, but it is unfortunate that our temple master is currently traveling."
Qi Qian continued, "It does not matter if the temple master is absent. In fact, we have come seeking medical help. Could you please introduce us to Master Buqiu?"
Daoist Qingyuan looked towards Yu Changkong, who still stood impassively in front of the Grandmaster. His eyes never shifted their gaze, only his eyelids twitched occasionally as if he couldn't focus properly.
Remembering his entrance into the hall, always having a servant lightly supporting his arm, it was clear he suffered from an eye condition.
