C201 There Was a Youth Who Left Chang'an for Thirteen Years

Beneath the faceless golden Buddha, the monk gazed at the woman before him and offered a slight smile. He closed his eyes, choosing silence over speech. Though he remained quiet, his previous words had laid out a path for Master Yu. The choice of how to tread it was left to fate or personal desire.

Chang'an was expansive, yet the Celestial Attire was not lacking in space