"My health is quite good now, and for that, I must thank the Abbot. If it weren't for the Abbot, I'm afraid these old bones of mine would have been cold long ago."
Old Master Ye smiled kindly, his aura as warm and smooth as jade, but also intimidating.
It was clear that in his youth, he was a figure who commanded respect.
Jiangli, however, was not the least bit intimidated. "Old Master, you're too kind—it was nothing but a simple effort on my part."
"I hear you are the Abbot of Jiaoyang Temple and versed in Xuanmen Techniques, known for your unequivocal decisiveness?" Old Master Ye said slowly as he scrutinized Jiangli, "I wonder if the Abbot could do a reading for me?"
Upon hearing this, Jiangli didn't think too much and replied, "Early wisdom is not always a good thing. Having too many concerns in mind can also be detrimental to one's health. You are not young anymore; it would be best to use your mind less and focus on nurturing your longevity."
