In this world, some people hold high positions yet are muddle-headed and incompetent, spending their days indulging in pleasure and extravagance.
Some come from humble origins, yet possess a chivalrous heart, their word as good as gold.
But it is precisely because of all sorts of people that many things become interesting, and the world becomes vibrant.
CREAK...
Early in the morning.
The gates of Baiyun Temple had just opened when a visitor arrived.
"Lord Jiao."
Huang Er put down the door bolt and bowed.
"Mm." Hai Pig Jiaoru, sticking out his large belly, glanced around the courtyard, his gaze lingering for a moment on a nearby persimmon tree.
"Is your Temple Master in?"
"He is." Huang Er nodded.
"Lord Jiao, you've come at just the right time. The Temple Master is about to leave on a long journey. If you had been any later, you might have missed him."
"Heh..." Jiao Ru chuckled softly.
