Monk Changgeng stroked the white triangular beard under his chin, his eyes showing a touch of warmth, and said, "Yuan Xing is an orphan, he grew up in a village next to Dalin Temple. Two years ago, when Yuan Xing was hunting in the mountains, he was injured by tigers and wolves and almost lost his life. Fortunately, he was saved by a monk from my temple. Afterward, he became a secular disciple in our temple. I took him under my care because of his simple and honest nature and allowed him to join the Enforcement Hall."
Ou Peng smiled and said, "Benevolence is indeed good for a monk. Master, your help will surely be rewarded."
Monk Changgeng continued, "This child has a simple and honest nature, which is just what I like. I originally wanted my disciples to pass down the martial arts of my Dalin Temple, but he is already old and his meridians have taken shape. The path of Inner Strength is bleak for him, and I am considering how to teach him internal cultivation methods."
