"Welcome, distinguished guests from Great Tang." The monk with a golden crown gave a bow to the three men, a completely calm expression on his face.
The change in the monk's expression was fleeting, something the old Shen Luo might not have picked up on. But the current Shen Luo's sight was startlingly perceptive; he saw every subtle shift in the other's expression, missing nothing.
"Why did he look at me like that just now? Could he recognize me?" Shen Luo wondered to himself.
He was sure he had never been to the Western Regions before, so the only potential enemy he could think of was the yellow-faced monk from Bai County City. Could this golden-crowned monk be connected to him in some way?
Without letting his internal thoughts show on his face, he returned the bow with Chan'er and Bai Xiaotian.
"You are far too kind, monks. May I ask for your Dharma names?" Bai Xiaotian asked.
"I am Longtan, and this is Baoshan Chan Master." The monk with the golden crown smiled.
