Li Changfeng asked a pointless question, one that couldn't be more pointless.

How did he come up with the question?

Is your head covered in bubbles?

He himself grew up following his master and never attended school for a single day; he was a pure survivor of the nine-year compulsory education system.

How dare you ask others?

"Life is a journey of self-cultivation. You can learn as long as you live, and you can learn anywhere."

"Going to school is not the only way to learn, wouldn't you agree, benefactor?" the nun countered.

“The nun is absolutely right.” Li Changfeng had no reason to refute her.

She then chuckled awkwardly, "This girl is so innocent and naive. Does the nun intend for her to remain a nun for life?"

"She should decide for herself; I won't make decisions for her, nor will I control anyone's fate."

"Even if one were to enter the mortal realm, why not?"

"Master, I don't want to leave you and continue to follow you in your cultivation," the little nun said, clinging to her master's arm.

“Alright, whatever you say is fine, but your master is getting old and can’t stay with you forever,” the nun said kindly.

"Master will surely live to be a hundred years old, no! Two hundred years old."

"Good, good, good." The nun stroked her little disciple's face with a look of doting affection.

"Hmm, nun, I've noticed a problem, but I'm not sure if I should mention it."

"What does the benefactor wish to say?" the nun asked, turning her head.

"She looks a bit like you."

That idiot, he shouldn't have said that.

Even if you see something, you have to pretend you don't.

They are monks, their minds are pure, and they have long since renounced worldly life.

What do they resemble?

They're not mother and daughter!

Does asking this question imply a suspicion that the two are related by blood?

This is like throwing excrement and urine on monks.