"Thank you, my lord, for your generosity." Zhang Chen respectfully bowed, then, pulling Xiaodouding along, expressed their gratitude before kneeling down in front of the table, taking a small bite of the pastry but stopping there, waiting for Xie Lingyun to speak.
Xie Lingyun pointed to a corner nearby, "You may sit wherever you like. You only need to attend to me while I practice, and during other times you may do your own things, whether it's cultivating or reading scriptures, it doesn't matter."
The two exchanged glances, obediently holding their pastries and sitting down, though there was a hint of awkwardness, making them feel quite uneasy.
Xie Lingyun understood their restraint but did not offer further comfort. At this moment, she was fiddling with a scripture, her eyes falling on Zhang Chen, "Where are you from? When did you join the Daoist Temple?"
