The cold wind blew through the night, chilling everyone‘s hearts. Although everyone had tried their best to persuade the little monk, they failed. Even the gifts they prepared weren't accepted by Paintaker.
"I didn‘t bring anything when I came, so I shouldn't take anything with me when I leave. There are sufferings in the world waiting for me to save, so I will be leaving now. Take care, everyone."
With his hands clasped together, his prayer was completed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Wait, little monk!" Before Paintaker had gone far, Matthew quickly called out to him.
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