Wuyan was not reserved and nodded in agreement before he took out a brocade bag and handed it towards Zhong Niangyao, "Esteemed guest, this was left by the Master before his passing and was meant to be gifted to you."
"After handing over the item to you, this humble monk has fulfilled his own duty."
Zhong Niangyao took the brocade bag from Wuyan and nodded, "Then thank you, Grandmaster."
"Please feel free to proceed!"
Wuyan brought his hands together, "This humble monk shall not disturb the esteemed guest any further. If you wish to offer incense in the grand hall ahead, please go this way. If you desire to view the scenery at the back mountain, then that direction is faster."
After showing Zhong Niangyao the way, Wuyan left directly.
Left alone, Zhong Niangyao picked up the now cold tea and took a sip, her fingers unconsciously caressing the brocade bag in her hand.
Finally, she opened the brocade bag, which contained a note with several written lines.
