"I see!"
In the Great Hall, the incense candles wafted with blue smoke, but it was not as pleasant as the Divine Smoke of the Shandan people. The old abbot understood, nodded gently, and had the young monks accompany the other Japanese to tour the tea ceremony. He then went ahead alone, leading Mori no Kiyoshi to a secluded, elegant room. Shi Wende hesitated slightly, but Mori no Kiyoshi laughed and gestured for him to "follow."
"Step... step..."
The footsteps of the three entered the quiet room. The heavy stone walls and wooden door exhibited excellent soundproofing. In this era, Buddhist monasteries served as the highest level "upper-class club," with special rooms for officials to secretly meet for tea and discuss important matters. The old abbot brewed a pot of tea, chatted briefly with Mori no Kiyoshi about the Buddhist Scripture, glanced at the bewildered Shi Wende, his face showing a sudden realization.
"Brother, how is this tea? Is there any lacking?..."
