Master began eating with his chopsticks.
Only then did the disciples dare to follow suit and start their meal.
A feast.
It lasted until midnight before it ended.
Their gathering spot moved from the courtyard to the hall, from drinking wine to drinking tea.
Flanking Sun Xiangzong, Rong Yanqiu on one side and Sun Li on the other, they helped him sit down in the Taishi Chair, "Old Two, kneel down."
"Ah?"
Cheng Wei, puzzled, nevertheless immediately complied.
"You, since you were little, have always been narrow-minded, and that hasn't changed to this day."
Sun Xiangzong said, "Sometimes, being too meticulous in your calculations isn't a good thing. When you get back, copy this Heart Sutra ten thousand times."
By the side, the housekeeper had already prepared everything.
"Master..."
