Chapter 25 Little Black Bear Steals the Kasaya

Little Black Bear, heartbroken, prepared to leave the Zen Temple, knowing that the monk before him was not the Golden Cicada of yore.

However, as he passed by the room of the Golden Pond Elder, he saw the greedy old monk holding a kasaya, utterly lost in admiration of it.

The old monk's eyes glowed with an unusual radiance as he obsessively examined the kasaya in his hands, gently caressing it with his old, withered hands, and incessantly mumbling, "Buddha Ancestor, why does such a treasure exist in the world, and why isn't it mine!"

Little Black Bear then noticed the extraordinariness of the kasaya in the old monk's hands; each treasure bead hanging on it was of superior quality. The entire kasaya emitted a dazzling light in the night that somewhat dizzied Little Black Bear.

"Psh, look at what you are, and you think you deserve such a treasure," Little Black Bear scoffed to himself.