After Yuan Lin arrived in the Capital, just as the Temple Master of Mount Tai Temple had said, his progress was far from ideal. Fortunately, with the help of the Dai Temple in the Capital, he was able to live comfortably.
"Are you not making good progress, Yuan Lin?" asked a familiar Temple Master from the Dai Temple in the Capital after seeing Yuan Lin's worried expression.
"Alas, I have been in the Capital for three months now. Relying on the prestige of the Dai Temple, I've been running around the Capital, and although I have the support of the Great Families and the officials, I have made no progress whatsoever."
"Now, all the steam machinery in the world has been confiscated and destroyed. Such regressive actions... and we've returned to a previous state—no, even worse. Ordinary people can't even afford to eat." Seeing all his previous efforts come to naught, how could Yuan Lin not be worried?
