The old monk beside him still had his eyes closed, "The six realms of reincarnation naturally imply another life."
Wanyan Zhang didn't believe in this before, but after being reborn, he had to believe in some things.
Perhaps it was because the moonlight was so beautiful, Wanyan Zhang suddenly felt a desire to confide in the old monk. He murmured, "Why is it that the person you find is never the person you are looking for?"
He didn't think the old monk could understand him; no one in this world should be able to understand him.
He just wanted to say out loud the words bottled up in his heart.
Yet the old monk spoke, "Perhaps the time has not come, benefactor. You just need to patiently wait."
Wanyan Zhang murmured to himself, "The time has not come, patiently wait?"
Perhaps.
He turned to the old monk and said, "Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment."
The old monk gently shook his head, "I am not a master, just an ordinary monk."
