The Tang Old Master looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes and asked, "Even if he taught an Emperor and a Pope, he still does not have the right?"
Chen Changsheng calmly replied, "Since one is an Emperor and one is a Pope, he should let them do their jobs."
The young eagle chick had already left the nest and begun learning how to fly; the small sapling was already sturdy enough to resist the wind and rain. Thus, they should be allowed to freely mature.
Only this way could the eagle soar towards the horizon, could the tree tower to the skies and gain more rain and sunlight.
"In Xining Village's old temple, all the books were given to me and everything else was given to Senior. No matter how vast the family property, it still has to be passed on to one's descendants in the end."
Chen Changsheng continued, "Let alone the fact that this is not Master's property, but the world."
The Tang Old Master did not speak.
