The Man’s Decree

Even though the path on the way up was steep and challenging to traverse, they soon conquered the mountain. The father-and-son duo was amazed by the spectacular sight when they reached the top.

A resplendent and majestic monastery occupied almost the entire area atop the mountain. They were so near the clouds that they could extend and touch them while the refreshing air helped to clear their mind.

“Dad, is this Kusch Monastery you talked about?” Sherman asked astonishingly, his eyes glued to the building.

I thought monasteries were small and run-down.

This is certainly not what I expect!

Pascal nodded. “Yeap. That’s Kusch Monastery standing before you, and my senior, Yosef, is the abbot here. Please call him Mr. Jenkins when you see him later.”

Pascal and Sherman arrived before Kusch Monastery as they chatted.

With thousands of disciples present, loud voices resonated across the halls of Kusch Monastery.

Sherman was noticeably surprised to realize that many of the disciples were average citizens.

“Dad, it took us great effort to climb the steep hill even though we’re martial artists. How

citizens when it comes to their faith.

thought these

true, powerful strength. However, the moment Sherman finished speaking, suffocation

his face twitched violently from the lack

action is intolerable!” A deep voice slowly drifted

situation terrified Sherman. He plopped to the

what had happened instantly when he spotted Sherman’s

I’m here for a quick visitation. Please forgive my son’s

could breathe easier after Pascal

older-looking priest in his seventies or eighties

patches adorned his robe. Yet, there was whistling wind around

other than

dashed forward, tears rolling down his face when he saw

forward quickly in response, greeting, “Mr.

his