Xie Xingyun looked up and said, "Please lead the way."
Then, he glanced at Bai Xianyu.
Bai Xianyu asked, "Do I have to go too?"
He nodded lightly.
She nodded. "Then let's go."
The little monk smiled and said, "Benefactors, follow me."
…
The three of them meandered up the mountain path.
Before meeting Master Yu Chan, Bai Xianyu imagined that the eminent monk should have a sage-like appearance and benevolence like a living Buddha.
However, when they went around a dense bamboo forest and heard the sound of a gurgling stream and the leisurely sound of a zither, she saw a man whose gender was indistinguishable.
His face was smooth and fair, and his eyes were deep. His slender fingers were gently touching the strings of the zither.
The only flaw was that Master Yu Chan did not seem to be in good health. He looked sickly pale.
Bai Xianyu stood beside Xie Xingyun and whispered, "He's so young."
