"This gatha sounds way too cool!"
"Our Director Zhang is really too amazing!"
"Listening to it makes me feel so moved. I didn't know that something like that happened back then!"
"I remember someone posted a video back then regarding this incident that had taken at Qingshan Monastery. A pity that I didn't watch it at that time, so I'll definitely search and watch it for myself when I get back. How valiant!"
"Director Zhang is undoubtedly a grandmaster of the literary world!"
Everyone was full of praise.
Zhang Ye laughed. "Don't praise me like that. That's enough."
At this moment, the tea was served.
The younger abbot personally brewed a pot of tea for everyone. Even before the tea was poured out, its fragrance was already exuding. The moment the tea was poured out into the cups, the piping hot, deep-colored tea wafted a hot vapor which carried an aroma that attacked everyone's sense of smell.
Ha Qiqi wondered, "What tea is this?"
