Water Moon Nunnery.
It was a small temple where nuns practiced their faith. It ordinarily received few offerings, yet it never lacked money.
Someone sent money here every month. Although it was intended for just one person, it was enough to cover the food, clothing, and expenses of everyone in Water Moon Nunnery.
A woman who practiced without shaving her head silently recited Buddhist scriptures, seemingly praying for someone.
An elderly nun suddenly appeared at the door. "Laywoman Lu, someone is here to see you. She says she is your son's friend."
Lu Huanong opened her eyes. "I'll go out and meet her."
"No need. She has already come inside."
Lu Huanong looked puzzled. Water Moon Nunnery did not receive men, so why had the nun brought someone inside?
She looked up and saw a woman approaching with delicate, graceful steps.
Lu Huanong froze. "You are?"
Her son's friends included women?
The woman bowed slightly. "Auntie, my name is Haitang. I'm Yidao's friend."
Seeing what seemed to be shyness on the woman's face, Lu Huanong immediately understood and became exceedingly warm. "Miss Haitang, please come in and sit. I have little to offer you here, only a cup of plain tea and some wild fruit from the mountains."
She had urged her son Guihai Yidao several times in her letters to find a wife. Had he finally come to his senses?
Her son had become obsessed with practicing his saber, turning cold and distant. She had thought the Guihai family line would end with him, but now she could finally rest easy.
Haitang knelt on a meditation cushion. "Thank you, Auntie. By the way, hasn't Yidao come?"
Lu Huanong paused. "Isn't Yidao working for the Divine Marquis in Capital City?"
Haitang shook her head. "Something happened to Yidao. That villain