A young monk, also dressed in a White Lotus Monk Robe, appeared exceptionally handsome.
At the moment, he stood silently behind the elder monk.
His face seemed to carry a shade of perplexity.
In his heart, there seemed to be a question he wanted to ask his esteemed master.
So that his somewhat perplexed thoughts might find an answer.
"If you have something you want to ask, just ask..."
After a long silence between the two,
the old monk sitting cross-legged on the white cushion suddenly spoke.
"Master..."
The young monk silently walked into the great hall.
He glanced at his master, who was facing away from him.
After hesitating for a brief moment, he opened his mouth,
