Zhang Chen thought more and more that the plan could succeed, a hint of relaxation appearing in his eyes: "I'll go serve tea and water now, this time I must incite that Monk Hai Chan's greed!"
Zhang Chen hooked his finger around the kettle and slowly walked away, first arriving at Xuanji Ancestor's room along the way, where he saw Xuanji Ancestor holding a turtle shell, calculating something.
"Disciple pays respects to Ancestor." Zhang Chen bowed respectfully to Xuanji Ancestor: "Disciple has come to brew tea for Ancestor."
Xuanji Ancestor looked at Zhang Chen, growing more fond and feeling more of a bond with him the longer he looked, so he reached out a hand to beckon Zhang Chen over: "Good child, come forward, let Ancestor have a good look at you."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen was cautious in his heart, but his face showed no defense as he came directly to Xuanji Ancestor and knelt at his feet: "What are your orders, Ancestor?"
