"You have brought joy to many today, Lin Mu. That is no small feat."
"Thank you, Abbot," Lin Mu replied. "It's funny. I've faced beasts, blades, and betrayal… but this—feeding people, watching them smile—it feels just as meaningful."
The Abbot gave a knowing nod. "Perhaps one day you will understand why the Buddha smiled beneath the Bodhi tree. Not because he conquered the world—but because he understood how little needed conquering."
Lin Mu took another sip and let out a breath.
"Maybe I'll cook again tomorrow," he said.
The Abbot chuckled. "We'll prepare more bowls."
Having said that, the old man departed, leaving Lin Mu alone with his thoughts. Today had been good, and he had fun despite only doing some chores. But to the others, it had been a day of great joy.
With a smile on his face, Lin Mu returned to the courtyard and sat down to meditate.
Time passed rather quickly for him, and by the time he opened his eyes, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
