The first time I saw that person was in a bamboo forest with sparse branches. The thin sunlight enveloped him. He was gentle and gentle, with a peaceful smile. However, this person... Couldn't he be an elite person? Let me ask you, which master would seriously hide in his disciple's bed on a thundering rainy night, and which master would fight with the cafeteria aunt over a piece of corn... These are still the most normal. Forget it, Master even asked me to put on his socks! This master is so upright (zhi) and sutra (zhang)...