Almost as soon as Old Master Lu took out that moon-white note from the brocade pouch, the banquet hall was filled with "hehe" chuckles.
A peace charm?
A longevity charm?
Or some auspicious fortune slip from a temple?
Everyone assumed the note was full of heartfelt sentiment but held little actual value, when Old Master Lu's heart skipped a beat, and he unfolded the paper.
On the over one-meter-long bright white rice paper, each brushstroke was vigorous and elegant.
Old Master Lu looked at Ye Wan in astonishment, "Xiaowan, this is..."
"The Diamond Sutra copied by Master Juekong."
Sipping the plum-flavored hot tea, Ye Wan glanced again at the sheet in Old Madam Lu's hand, "Grandmother's is the Heart Sutra."
Old Master Lu: !!!
Everyone: ...
Master Juekong, the abbot of Nanhua Temple, is an internationally renowned master of Buddhism.
Besides this identity, he has another well-known identity.
A reclusive master calligrapher.
