den house, and Mr. Wen beckoned him to come in.“This is a disciple I picked up on the road, preparing to inherit the mantle of the master. This child is from this village and is very diligent and hard...s tousled like a bird's nest, and her clothes were filthy, worse even than a beggar on the street.As soon as she entered the room, she threw herself at Wang Yuanwai’s feet, crying hysterically, “Maste...