C87 It's a Sin to Have Fate Come and Go

The room was very simple, with a single bed, a chair, a table, just a very large bookshelf on one side of the wall, and through the glass above, it was filled with Buddhist scriptures.

The person who had just stood up to welcome them was the abbot of the temple, Master An. He wore a grey monk robe and looked to be in his 70s, but his face was red and his eyes were full of vigor