Monks are people who have left worldly life, they do not concern themselves with worldly matters, and devote themselves to the ancient lamps and Buddha.
In these towering mountains, they have seen all facets of life, but they don't ask, for the concerns of these patrons are only spoken to Buddha and Bodhisattva.
Yet the old monk is curious, why would he frown?
How could he frown? Is the tea not good?
Lin Tian glanced at the old monk and said: "This tea... is bitter."
Hmm?
Many people's gazes turned towards him. Is this person stirring trouble? This Buddha tea is clearly sweet.
Wang Sijing also walked over and, hearing Lin Tian's assessment, burst into laughter: "Haha, could it be your taste is flawed? This Buddha tea is nurtured beneath numerous Buddhas, watered by floating clouds, sweetness is inherent in its leaves, yet you say it's bitter?"
Many feel that Wang Sijing has a point, for it is the truth, an irrefutable truth.
