Fortunately, the spectators this time were of relatively high quality.
Monk Kurong of Two Zen Temple had already set down his Nine Dragons Golden Lacquer Zen Staff and leaned against a willow tree to the side.
"Master, it's not good to leave the Zen Stick there."
The little monk looked at the staff leaning against the tree and asked softly.
Monk Kurong laughed and said, "Do you want it? Then take it."
The little monk made a face. "Master, you're making fun of me again. When have I ever said I wanted that Zen Stick? I just think that since it was given to us, out of courtesy, we should hold onto it."
"Bah, courtesy! It's all just for show. Even this robe, I don't want to wear it. None are as comfortable as my old clothes."
