Ye Tian, of course, conceded. There was no way not to since he currently couldn't even tie up a chicken, let alone the bird on his shoulder. How was he supposed to fight a big monk? If he tried anything, he'd just be asking for a beating!
"Little master, why are there so many bamboos on this mountain? Who planted them all?"
"The master said, some unknown predecessors planted some, he also planted some, and I myself planted some. Originally, the three mountains nearby were all bamboos. The master's master's master said that the villagers below needed to go up the mountain to chop firewood, so later on those two mountains gradually turned into forests, planted by the villagers and also those unknown predecessors. Later, the master also planted some. But now the villagers below no longer burn firewood, so they stopped caring about it."
