"Does Master Jiangliu have other matters to attend to?" Lu Huaming asked at once.
"Not exactly. It is simply that Master Jiangliu has always disliked leaving the temple. Moreover, his status at Golden Mountain Temple is exceptional; even the abbot cannot order him about, and I cannot make promises on his behalf. How about this? I will take you two to meet Master Jiangliu and see what he says." Elder Zheshi fell silent for a moment before speaking.
Lu Huaming and Shen Luo exchanged a glance, then nodded in agreement.
As they had important business to attend to, the three had no mind to drink tea. They immediately rose and headed outside, soon arriving before a luxurious meditation courtyard.
This meditation courtyard was even more extravagant than the others. Its eaves were covered in gilded tiles, its walls built from white jade, and even its doors and windows were made of premium sandalwood.
"This is Master Jiangliu's residence. Master Jiangliu's temperament is somewhat... unusual. You must both remain polite in his presence," Elder Zheshi cautioned them via voice transmission.
Shen Luo and Lu Huaming both nodded to show that they understood.
Only then did Elder Zheshi lead the two into the meditation courtyard.
The moment they entered, something black came flying out of the house with a whoosh. It was a teapot, and it smashed to pieces on the ground.
"Too weak! It has no flavor at all! How many times have I told you? Add more honey!" A clear but fiercely ill-tempered voice rang out from inside.
"Yes, yes... This disciple will brew you another pot of honey tea." A white-clad novice monk hurried out from the meditation room within, looking flustered.
The novice monk appeared extremely panicked and failed to notice Elder Zheshi and the others. He dashed