The youth, sporting a buzz cut and dressed in a tracksuit, radiated a robust and masculine energy that made him seem less like a monk performing blessings and more like a legendary martial monk.
Aunt Shen queried, "Who is this..?"
"He's my secular disciple - quite a talented one, too. I've brought him here to observe and learn," the master replied. The secular disciple gave a nod, greeting them.
"Hello."
Aunt Shen understood immediately, inviting them in with a "I see, this way please."
As the master was guided towards the shrine by Aunt Shen, Rosalie kept scurrying back and forth, behaving as though they were hosting a guest at their own home.
Bearing the air of a master, Assisted by Julissa, Madame Harley quickly reached the garden.
Although she had injured her foot, it had significantly recovered after a night's rest.
Madame Harley asked Julissa while feeling the sensation in her foot, "The salve you gave Zhou yesterday, did you make it yourself?"
"Yes, Grandma."
