At the moment of eye contact with the young monk just now, he sensed the other's extraordinariness, a kind of Martial Artist's intuition, an awareness that only arises in beasts when facing a threatening creature.
"The young master on the stone bridge just now must be your Buddha's Son, right?"
Su Tu spoke casually, and the man driving was a Martial Monk who displayed a hint of pride upon hearing Su Tu's words.
"That's right, that little guy is indeed our temple's Buddha's Son. I was the one who brought him back to the temple years ago. Although he was abandoned and had a tough beginning, his Buddhist affinity is deep and his Martial Arts Dao is flourishing, making him a blessed child."
The monk spoke cheerfully, his eyes filled with joy.
"I wonder if this Buddha's Son will participate in the tower climbing?"
Su Tu asked.
"Buddha's Son Jia Xun will participate; he is one of our temple's Tower Climbers. At that time, we'll be counting on Benefactor Su to look after him."
