Rianne emulated his manner and politely asked, "I am looking for Master Vang. I am his disciple."

Due to the early hour and the sparseness of people in this area, the sudden appearance of someone naturally aroused curiosity.

Understanding this, Rianne followed the young monk inside. In the central courtyard of the temple, there stood a tall and robust Osmanthus tree, its lush branches shielding much of the sun.

She stood by the Osmanthus tree, observing the few remaining blossoms, suddenly struck by an indescribable sense of melancholy as she watched one of them fall from a branch.

The young monk approached and remarked, "Autumn is approaching, and most of...