Only after Zhang Lejian had finished his salute did Chen Ze help him up again, saying gently:
"Old Zhang, your eyes have only just recovered. You still need time to adjust, so do not strain them."
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of pills. "These are Spirit-Nourishing Pills. Take one each day. They will stabilize your soul while nourishing yin and improving your eyesight."
Zhang Lejian accepted the pills with trembling hands, tears welling up in his clouded eyes.
"Thank you for your great kindness, Domain Lord. This old man is but a mere mortal—what virtue or ability do I possess to deserve such favor from you?
"I have no way to repay you in this lifetime. I can only spend the rest of my days praying for your blessings!"
"You give me too much credit, Old Zhang." Chen Ze lightly waved a hand, smiling at the corners of his eyes. "You and Xiao Qing are as close as grandfather and granddaughter. Since I have taken her as my disciple, this is merely something within my power. Do not take it to heart."
Lin Xiaoqing helped the old man sit down again and softly reminded him, "Grandpa Zhang, rest well first. Do not rush to look at too many things.
"You must remember to take the pills Master gave you on time. I will come see you again in a few days."
Xiao Feng also leaned forward and said earnestly, "Grandpa Zhang, next time I come, I'll bring you even more wood carvings for you to look at slowly!"
Zhang Lejian grinned from ear to ear, his rough, large hands gently stroking the heads of the two children. "Good, good, good. Go back and cultivate in peace. This old man will wait right here and go nowhere."
Lin