Under the clear sky and bright sun.
Yibai entered the adobe house, where using his Dharma Eye, he peered through and saw a small courtyard within. The home was utterly barren, a true depiction of poverty.
Thud, thud, thud.
He walked up and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
A husky and aged voice sounded from inside.
Yibai recognized it as the voice of an elderly woman.
"Old madam, I am a wandering traveler passing by and seek a bowl of tea."
Yibai spoke gently.
As his words fell,
quite a long time passed without any sound from within the house.
Just as Yibai wasn't sure what to do,
clang!
The door to the adobe house was pushed open.
An old woman appeared, holding a bowl of water. Suddenly seeing two old men and a middle-aged man standing outside, she couldn't help but freeze.
"Old madam, we are all travelers. If we have alarmed you, please accept our apologies!"
Yibai said with a smile.
"No harm done. Do these two also need a bowl of tea?"
