Chang Geng asked: "I heard people say that Master has also been to the Western countries by the Iron Dragon, was it to promote Buddha's teachings?"

Liao Ran: "I am inexperienced and still have much to learn. I don't dare to follow the footsteps of other highly educated masters from ancient times. I only traveled to see the world, to see the people."

Chang Geng took another sip of Ku Ding, but the more he took in, the more bitter it became; not a hint of sweetness could be found. He swallowed it down in disappointment:

"I grew up in a small town far out in the border; I have never set foot outside of that small piece of land before. Even after arriving at the capital, I do not leave the manor either. Could it be that I am too content with what I have and lack the will to strive forward?"

"But I feel that all joys or sorrows, anger or misery in this world are all the same in the end, even after watching other people, one still could not find their own destination."

Liao Ran: "If one's heart is small, all their sufferings even as large as a house, can only be crammed into that small corner. But if one's heart were as vast as heaven and earth, then even if their troubles were as large as a mountain, they would become nothing more than a droplet of water in the endless sea."

Chang Geng was stunned for a long while after reading these words. He lifted his eyes to look at Master Liao Ran as he placed all the papers that had been filled with words inside the brazier, slowly burning them all.

"Master, you said to me on that day, 'without knowing suffering, one would not believe in Buddha'. Now that I have come to know the taste of suffering, I am here to listen to Buddha's teachings, may I request of you to show me the right path?"

Chapter 4: Misfortune

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Amid everything, perhaps an unnamed god had mentioned to Marshal Gu, who was at the end of the horizon, that his son was about to be tricked into running away from home by a bald donkey. In short, while writing his report back to the Emperor after the Black Iron Camp had set out for one month, Gu Yun actually remembered to write a letter home to Chang Geng.