However, all things have two extremes, both great joy and great sorrow.
Great joy is not the frivolous laughter of the mundane world, but eyes wide open, eyebrows raised high, the corners of the mouth splitting to the ears without the slightest concealment, just like Senior Brother Ding Guang at this moment!
Usually, when a monk feels great joy, it is often accompanied by great clarity and great enlightenment.
Senior Brother Ding Guang...
What's he so happy about, because of Meng Chuan?
The doubts in the monks' minds were no less than his.
Senior Brother Ding Guang has always been steady, yet at this moment the corners of his eyes and eyebrows couldn't suppress the inexplicable intense pleasure.
This trace of a smile in the eyes of the monks became the deepest perplexity.
What is there to rejoice in?
The sound of a needle dropping could be heard in the Dharma Cave, and all the monks' gazes were fixed, just as Meng Chuan's scalp grew increasingly numb.
