"This young friend of mine has a simple and honest temperament. He is uncontentious and single-mindedly dedicated to pursuing the Great Dao.
And yet, for reasons unknown, it seems he was ostracized and suppressed within your esteemed sect. He was even forced to leave and wander the world, enduring many hardships."
He looked at the True Monarch of No Dao Extreme Law, his gaze sincere.
"Since fate has brought us together, and as I've been accepted by your esteemed sect, I wish to secure a stable arrangement for him.
Fellow Daoist, I wonder if, for my sake, you could find a suitable position for him within the sect and offer him a measure of support and protection?
That way, the boy can settle down, cultivate in peace, and perhaps one day become a pillar of your esteemed sect. Would that not be the best of both worlds?"
'Simple and honest?'
'Uncontentious?'
'Fellow Daoist, when did you go blind?'
