Loneliness makes one want to find someone to lean on.
A person who is no longer lonely is not someone who dances madly in the worldly dust, because even if they celebrate all night, the end of the revelry is still emptiness and loneliness.
How can you fill a leaking cup?
A person is no longer lonely because they have found a bright path not swayed by the mundane world.
The Monk is not lonely, not tenacious, nor ambitious, yet he looks at Shan Peng as naturally as snow falling from the sky, wind blowing, or a clear spring flowing.
Standing in front of Shan Peng, the Monk remained composed, without any awkwardness.
For a moment, Shen Yue could not determine whether the Monk was himself!
Even though from his perspective, he could be ninety percent sure that the Monk was indeed Shen Yue, there was still a ten percent uncertainty—such a Monk should not have entered the secular world.
But Shen Yue indeed appeared in the secular world.
