The young monk appeared again, looking up to see the imposing government residence teeming with visitors.
Countless sects, families, and high-ranking officials from the imperial court had rushed over to offer gifts and pay their respects. Most importantly, Zhou Wang stood at the entrance, receiving and seeing off guests.
From dawn to dusk, from dusk to late into the night, the stream of guests before the gate never stopped!
This was now the busiest and most prosperous residence in the entire imperial capital—the former residence of His Highness Prince Chen, or rather, the current Crown Prince's Residence.
Butler Zhou Wang had just seen off one household of guests and was about to turn around and return inside to receive the others.
Yet as he turned, the corner of his eye involuntarily caught sight of the monk amid the crowd.
It was no wonder Butler Zhou Wang had noticed him. The young monk's back was straight, like a sturdy pine standing against the wind, and his face was as handsome as jade, resembling a refined young nobleman.
He possessed both the otherworldly bearing of one who lived beyond the mundane world and an indescribable air of nobility.
Even standing amid the ceaseless flow of people, even before the Crown Prince's Residence, where every passerby was a high-ranking official or noble, he remained dazzling.
Grand Butler Zhou Wang noticed the monk, and his expression changed rapidly, shifting from astonishment to shock.
Little Butler Zhou Wang let out a heavy sigh. After remaining silent for a long while, he finally spoke in a voice filled with profound exhaustion.
The monk smiled and shook his head. Without saying a word, he turned and left the residence.
Prince Chen quietly left the Crown Prince's Residence with several trusted guards and arrived at Great Jiang Ping