Chapter 4473: Peach Forest
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
He has been smart since childhood, not to mention, he has been taught and nurtured personally by his Great Grandfather. After all, he was still at a tender young age and there were a lot of things he always saw but did not understand and also could not comprehend more complex things.
Hao’er stood still, neither servile nor overbearing, with an indifferent expression, his eyes calmly looked at the Abbot and did not speak. Muchen, on the other hand, pursed his small lips, after glancing at that old monk, his gaze fell on his bald head, and did not know what he was thinking about, but it was Yue’er who smiled and her pair of beautiful eyes curved up and a pure and harmless innocent smile lit up on her face.
“Master Hui Zhen, after a farewell of many years, Master’s divine splendour remains the same.” Pan Hong revealed a faint smile, breaking the tranquillity of that moment.
“Heh heh heh, Young Master, This Monk is looking forward to playing a few more games of chess with you.” He revealed an amiable smile, and his gaze also retracted from the three children, landing on Pan Hong’s body.
“To be able to play against a grandmaster, I am looking forward to it.” He said with a smile and added, “Master, this is my second brother, Pan Ning, who has brought a few children from the manor over to disturb me today.”
“Greetings, Abbot.” Pan Ning hurriedly bowed.
That Abbot looked at Pan Ning, smiled, and said, “Young Master is truly a man of deep fortune, and the Imperial Temple would not dare to be slow in welcoming you all today.” As he spoke, he instructed the young monk at the side, “Tidy up the eastern courtyard for all the honourable guests to stay.”
“Yes.” The little monk answered and made a polite gesture to invite them as he led the way.
“Then I won’t be polite, I’ll take the children over first.” Pan Ning said, bowing towards the Abbot before leaving with the children.
After watching them leave, the Abbot then said to Pan Hong, “Young Master, this way please.” Saying so, he walked slowly.
The guards pushed Pan Hong to follow beside him, and the two of them walked and chatted like old friends who had known each other for many years, until, they arrived at a quiet courtyard.
The little monk retired, the guards also retired, and in the large courtyard, only the Abbot and Pan Hong left two people, a stone table, a chessboard, a pot of tea, quiet and elegant.
Pan Hong sighed, said: “Seeing you today, the Master is still the same, but here I am, sitting in this wheelchair. I’ll no longer stand up in this lifetime, in just less than two years of time, I’ve experienced the ups and downs of this world.”
