His gaze was calm with a faint smile at his lips.
Yet something felt off.
After thinking for a moment, Xiao Shou realized what it was.
This person had none of the vitality one would expect from a twenty year old.
Even for a monk, this was hard to understand.
His own disciple was intelligent and flawless in handling matters, yet still carried the natural spirit of youth.
So what was wrong with this monk?
And why did he keep calling him "little benefactor" everytime he looking at him as if he were a junior?
Could it be…
Recalling certain legends from modern Chan Buddhism, Xiao Shou asked curiously, "Are you perhaps a reincarnated eminent monk cultivating again?"
"What do you think?" Monk Tongchan replied ambiguously.
With his eye of ishvara active the entire time, he could clearly perceive the thoughts of the person before him.
What a cunning monk.
