The peddler was a young man. Seeing Xia Ji's attire, he guessed that he was from a rich family and had the ability to spend money. He smiled and introduced him, ""Young Master, this is your first time coming back to the Master Temple, right?"
"Master Temple?" Xia Ji was stunned.
The young merchant was more and more convinced. He smiled and said," Then I have to say something for Young Master. Don't think that the black cat and white cat's cloaks are strange and unrefined. But this is indeed the clothes that the Headmaster and his wife once wore. This is a historical fact. It's true.
If a couple comes to pay their respects to the Headmaster, they will buy one each. It is said that wearing this couple's cloak to burn incense and worship will be more effective."
Xia Ji stood rooted to the ground, staring blankly at the black cat and white cat's cloaks. As he closed his eyes, the past and the smile from a thousand years ago appeared before his eyes.