"Brother Shen, since Master Jiang Liu refuses to go to Chang'an, what should we do now? Moreover, this man is violent in temperament, crude in language, and indulgent in pleasure. It doesn't look like he could be an accomplished monk. I fear that our Master and Master Yuan have been misinformed by rumors. Even if such a person is invited to Chang'an, what use would he be?" After Elder Zhe Shi left, Lu Huaming immediatelycoldly huffed and said.
"Just now, that Jiang Liu didn't seem like a superior monk. We'll observe him carefully during the Dharma meeting later. If he turns out to be just a fraud, we'll return to Chang'an and ask Duke and Master Yuan to select someone else." Shen Luo also had doubts about this Master Jiang Liu, he said.
Lu Huaming nodded in agreement, and the two of them sat cross-legged in the room, quietly waiting to rise.
The midday quickly arrived, the distant sound of the bell ringed from afar, echoing three times.
