Xia Xin held his cellphone and hurried out to buy breakfast.
Jiangli went back to the room to wash and change into a set of ordinary short sleeves and long pants. As she came out, she saw Fu'er emerging from the rear meditation room.
Upon seeing Jiangli, Fu'er approached and said, "Ancestor, just now I heard Xia Xin's shouts. What happened? Where's the lad?"
"He's gone to buy breakfast." Jiangli spoke as she walked towards the main hall. "Today, Xia Xin and I might have to go out again. Just keep watching over Jiaoyang Temple as usual and properly receive the pilgrims."
Fu'er, familiar with these tasks, nodded, "I understand, Ancestor. Don't worry; I'll handle it. There definitely won't be any problems."
Jiangli nodded, entered the main hall, picked up a few sticks of incense from the altar beside her, lit them, and then bowed before the patriarch's portrait.
Fu'er followed, picked up incense sticks, and offered them to the patriarch.
