The elderly monk, his skin loose and his body frail with age, made no attempt to hide his intentions.
He walked from one side of the gravel path all the way to Qin Ran before stopping.
The monk raised his head, looking at Qin Ran with cloudy eyes, then shifted his gaze to Tanya and Kena.
"Master."
The half-demon put away the defiance on her face and bowed respectfully.
Tanya was no exception.
Her manners were even more proper than the half-demon's.
Yet the old monk stepped aside, avoiding Tanya's bow.
"A god should not bow to a mortal, even out of gratitude."
The old monk spoke exceedingly slowly.
"But Mother told me that I must always remember those who have helped me and never forget proper manners."
Tanya spoke with great seriousness.
"Your mother..."
The old monk had barely started before he could not continue.
Because Tanya took the opportunity while he spoke to give him a formal bow.
"As stubborn as your mother."
The old monk gave a bitter smile.
Tanya stuck out her tongue at him, then happily introduced Qin Ran to the old monk.
"Master, this is 2567."
"He is my good friend!"
Tanya had given Qin Ran a label.
Qin Ran frowned slightly but did not refute her.
Tanya's goodwill made it impossible for Qin Ran to argue, although in truth, the total time they had spent together was negligible.
"I am very glad to see you again."
The old monk smiled. The wrinkles on his face layered over one another, making him appear even older, yet even kinder.
"I entered without informing you beforehand. Please forgive my rudeness."
Qin Ran dipped his head slightly in apology.
The apology was not false.
If what had happened earlier had not been so shocking, Qin Ran would