Shen Yue was still a bit puzzled, but now he understood why these people were so curious. They were dressed for the peak of winter. Some even wore hats that covered their ears to prevent frostbite, while he was still in his summer clothes. Although he had a coat on, it looked decidedly out of place.
No wonder they thought he was a yeti, perhaps in their view, only a yeti could survive in this environment wearing such thin clothing.
"Master, how do I know if I've entered the state of Zen meditation?"
He ignored the strange looks of the people around him, his mind returning to a conversation he had with his master as a child. Back then, there were a lot of things he didn't understand. The concept of meditation seemed as elusive as winning a lottery. Sometimes he'd sit for half a day and just feel increasingly weary; other times, he'd feel invigorated, as if he'd been reborn.
The same act, but with different results.