“You don’t have to be humble. Just that gatha you said might not even be produced by an esteemed monk who has meditated for decades. Hur Hur. Since I happen to meet you, let us exchange our knowledge on verses?” His disciples had been beaten, so the abbot probably was suppressing his anger. Compete in martial arts? Since he couldn’t beat others, he changed to competing through words!
Xiaoyan could not help but laugh. Compare your literary attainment with Teacher Zhang? This was shooting themselves in the foot, and immediately cheered on Zhang Ye, “Teacher Zhang, compete with him!”
“Right! Attack!”
“Let them broaden their horizons!”
“Haha, there are still people these days that want to compete with Zhang Ye in literature?”