Jiang Huaian was slightly surprised.
Master Yi Xu was indeed a master. He was so gentle towards a five-year-old child, as if he had no respect for her.
"Did His Highness give you my heart Sutra? If you don't understand, you can come to me at any time. I believe you ... It has the root of wisdom." Master Yi Xu's eyes were smiling, and even the young monk was shocked.
Even the Emperor would find it extremely difficult to see his master.
He actually loved a child so much.
"I understand, I understand. Lulu had been relying on those books to pass his days ever since he set off from the barren capital. Lulu had been watching it for two months ... Lulu wasn't stupid. Your drawing is really good."
Lulu took out the Heart Sutra and handed it to Grandmaster for a closer look.
The smile on Grandmaster's face became even more obvious. As expected, he was that person's child.
He had a unique advantage in terms of Scriptures.
