However, the branches are indeed clean, with not a single praying plate left.
Xu Musen searched carefully for a long time, yet still found nothing.
Even though he had foreseen the result, seeing it with his own eyes left Xu Musen feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.
Outside the narrow path.
The young monk returned and saw two footprints on the damp ground covered with moss.
He immediately recalled the couple earlier; they must have snuck in when he wasn't looking.
He leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, saw the couple standing in front of the broken tree.
"Ah, young people nowadays, why don't they listen to warnings? If they fall, who'll be to blame..."
As the young monk spoke, he started to walk over, but before he could finish, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Master?"
The young monk turned around and saw a lean, white-bearded elderly monk.
"Master, there's a young couple who broke in, I'll go and call them out..."
