Chapter 1107: Regarded as Nothing
The little Daoist nun stayed silent for a long while before finally speaking. "A couple of years ago, when I came here with my senior brothers to offer incense to the patriarch, I saw it too. I just never knew who it was..."
Chen Changsheng shook his head. "He wasn't famous. In his early years, he was just an old man who ran a tea stall in Qingshan City."
"Oh."
Chen Changsheng let out a breath and poured a bit more wine.
The little nun simply watched the mister in the green robe squat before the grave. He stared at the small mound of earth as if he had a great deal to say, yet he did not utter a single word.
The little nun thought for a moment. "I miss my father and mother, too."
Chen Changsheng froze for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded.
The little nun seemed to understand his current state; it was no different from her own frequent dazes in the dead of night.
"Your father suffered an undeserved calamity," Chen Changsheng said. "But at least you're still alive, and you've grown up safely in this temple."