Shen Yi also returned the gesture, and the young monk looked toward Ye Wanwan with a smile in his eyes, "Is this the wife of Benefactor Shen?"
"Hello," Ye Wanwan didn’t know their customs, so when the young man mentioned her, she simply greeted him in her own way.
The young monk looked at Ye Wanwan, "The madam is very beautiful."
Perhaps if someone else had said this, it would have carried a different connotation, but the young monk’s gaze was pure and clear; he was sincerely praising Ye Wanwan, free of any untoward thoughts.
Ye Wanwan felt somewhat embarrassed by his gaze, but fortunately, the young monk quickly changed the subject.
"I must prepare my master for his coffin now," said the monk before turning and walking toward his master.
Shen Yi also walked over, and when he saw Master Wangchen lying on the bed, he bowed deeply to him.
Although Ye Wanwan was seeing Master Wangchen for the first time, her heart was filled with gratitude.
Even though Shen Yi had died to save her in her previous life, if it hadn’t been for Master Wangchen’s guidance, Shen Yi would have been in much more pain, so Ye Wanwan also bowed deeply with great devotion.
The young monk personally lifted Master Wangchen, carrying him steadily step by step toward the outside.
The young monk didn’t intend to bury his master immediately; he planned to chant scriptures and pray for blessing for seven days before the burial.
Ye Wanwan closely observed the entire monastery, which was essentially identical to what she had seen in her dreams, especially the great hall which felt very familiar, where Shen Yi had knelt countless times before.
A few days earlier, Shen Yi had also knelt there for over ten hours straight until he fainted.
His only purpose was to wish for her to wake up.
A familiar voice suddenly called out, and when Ye Wanwan turned her head, she saw Shen Yi looking at her, so she quickly went to his side.
Shen Yi, watching the obedient and clever Ye Wanwan come to his side, softly said, "Master Wangchen prayed for you as well. Now that he’s gone, you should see him off."
Ye Wanwan nodded vigorously.
But since this was her first time in such a place, she didn’t know what she should do. Fortunately, Shen Yi was there to guide her.
As time slowly passed and the sky grew darker, Shen Yi and Ye Wanwan couldn’t possibly stay there forever.
"President Shen, Madam, you go back first. I’ll leave later," Assistant Chen said.
Shen Yi glanced at Assistant Chen and, without saying much, left with Ye Wanwan.
In the monastery, Assistant Chen stayed by the young monk’s side until the chanting was over, then said, "Condolences."
The young monk looked up at Assistant Chen and actually smiled, "The little monk isn’t sad."
Assistant Chen didn’t speak, seemingly not believing the monk’s words. How could one not be sad when their closest person had left?
Seeing the disbelief, the young monk earnestly said, "My master had already agreed on this with me, so I’m truly not sad at all."
Assistant Chen, seeing his sincere and innocent demeanor, suddenly felt that he might be telling the truth.
So Assistant Chen didn’t dwell on it any further but instead asked, "What do you plan to do in the future?"
"Do what?" The young monk looked at Assistant Chen, puzzled.
Assistant Chen continued, "Master Wangchen is no longer here. Will you continue to stay here?"