While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

"I'm afraid you'll turn your back on us later, I'm afraid you'll tear down the Zen temple one day if you're in a bad mood, I'm afraid you, this 'outsider,' will take advantage of us."

The Gibi people speak frankly, without any concealment.

Tianyan lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Their original proposal was much more radical than this." The Nagahito chuckled and took another swig of sake.

Tianyan's fingers curled slightly.

"But I didn't agree," the Gibi said.

The Jikbi man picked up his gourd and took another swig: "Then they backed down and said that since they couldn't touch you, they would let you leave the Zen temple."

Tianyan remained silent for a while.

"So, going to a vocational college is the compromise you proposed?"

The Nakabi nodded.

"I've already made arrangements with the vocational college. Your food and lodging will be taken care of, your tuition will be waived, and you'll even receive a monthly living allowance."

What happens after graduation?

"After graduation, it's up to you."

Jikimi put down his wine gourd and said seriously, "If you want to come back, as long as you have the strength, no one can stop you. If you want to stay outside, the Zen family will not interfere."

Tianyan nodded.

"There's one more thing," the Giobaku suddenly said.

"What?"

"The reason they sent you to the higher vocational college wasn't just to get you out of the Zen monastery."

Tianyan raised his eyes.

"You know Gojo Satoru from the Gojo family, right?"

Tianyan paused for a moment, then nodded.

The strongest in the world of sorcery, Gojo Satoru—of course he knew that name.

"Gojo Satoru has also enrolled in a junior college."

The Jibi person said, "If you're going, you should be in the same year as him, right?"

"What they mean is..."

"They sent you to be a spy, to find out Gojo Satoru's weaknesses."

At this point, he shook his head and sighed, seemingly speechless.

"Ha~ Six eyes plus no bottom line, looking for weaknesses? It's amazing they can even convince themselves of that reason."

Tianyan instantly understood those people's thoughts: they were just using someone else to do their dirty work.

He looked at the Zhili people: "So what do you mean?"

"What I mean is, when you get there, spend more time with him."

The Naobi's gaze became meaningful: "That kid has ridiculously good talent and a ridiculously bad personality, but he has one good point: he doesn't care about his background, he only cares about his strength."

Tianyan frowned.

"The reason you can't stay in the Zen temple is not because you're not strong, quite the opposite, it's because you're too strong, so strong that those old folks feel threatened."

"But compared to Gojo Satoru, your little bit of 'strength' is simply not enough."

"He's stronger than you, stronger than everyone in the Zen family, so strong that those old fogies can't even muster a thought of jealousy."

The Gibi man looked at him and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"You're an oddball in the Zen monastery, but over there, you'll find your kind."

Tianyan opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

"Master of the family."

He finally spoke, his voice low: "Have you ever considered that perhaps I don't want to find anyone like myself?"

The Naobi was taken aback.

"Maybe all I want is a place where I can feel safe and secure?"

The Jibi people fell silent.

He looked at the boy in front of him, at his downcast eyes and tightly pursed lips, and suddenly felt that he should drink less alcohol.

This will allow more time for clear-headedness to discover the young people who still hold hope in this decaying family.

"Hahaha!"

He burst into laughter and put down the gourd of wine in his hand.

"Then let's create it ourselves!"

Tianyan was taken aback: "What?"

"Reform, change, call it whatever you want, since you're not satisfied with the current family structure, go and change it!"

"Just make it a place that suits your taste!"

"Of course, you have to be stronger than me before that."

"I see."

Tianyan stood up and bowed to the Zhibi people: "Thank you for informing me, Patriarch. I will report to the vocational high school on time next month."

He turned and walked towards the door.

"Oh, right!" Naobi, who had just lain down, seemed to remember something and said to Tenyan's back.

"Women must marry men from Zen temples!"

Tianyan stumbled and almost tripped over the threshold.

......

When Tianyan returned to the courtyard, he found two little kids standing at the door.

It's Maki and Mayi.

The two little ones had clearly been standing here for a long time.

"Brother Tianyan!" Maki was the first to rush over and crash into his arms.

Zhenyi ran over in small steps, clutching his clothes, her eyes red-rimmed.

"What are you doing here?"

Tianyan crouched down and placed his large hands on the heads of the two little ones: "Looks like you've been standing there for quite a while?"

"We heard you're leaving!" Maki's voice was muffled against his chest, trembling with obvious sobs. "Is it true? Are you abandoning us?"

Tianyan's heart softened, and he reached out to ruffle Maki's hair.

"Who said that? My brother is just going out to study, it's not like he's never coming back."

"You're lying!"

Maki looked up, her eyes brimming with tears: "They all say you've been banished! They say you'll never come back!"

"That's nonsense."

Tianyan wiped away Maki's tears: "When has your brother ever lied to you?"

"You said you'd take us to eat red bean dumplings last time, but you ran off by yourself!" Zhenyi added under her breath.

Tianyan's lips twitched.

"That time there was a mission..."

"Liar!" Maki and Mai exclaimed in unison.

Tianyan sighed helplessly and ruffled the two little ones' hair.

"Okay, I admit I lied to you last time. But this time it's different. This time it's true. I'm just going out to study, and I'll come back when I'm done."

"Really?" Maki looked up with teary eyes.

"real."

"Then swear it."

"Okay, I swear."

Tianyan raised his right hand: "I, Tianyan of the Zen Temple, swear to the heavens that I will definitely come back after I finish my studies. When I come back, I will take you to eat red bean dumplings. Add as many red beans as you want."

"We also need to add glutinous rice balls," Zhenyi added softly.

"Okay, okay, add glutinous rice balls."

"Add matcha sauce as well."

"Add, add, add everything!"

Maki stopped crying and smiled, extending her little finger.

"Pinky promise."

Tianyan also extended his little finger and hooked it together with Zhenxi's little finger.

"Pinky promise, a hundred years from now."

Zhenyi also stretched out her little hand and placed it on top of their fingers.

"The puppy has changed," she said.

"Okay, it's the puppy that's changed," Tianyan said with a smile.

The two little ones were finally satisfied, and they hugged Tianyan's arms tightly, one on each side, refusing to let go.

Tianyan saw the two little ones off before returning to his own room.

He closed the door, leaned against it, and let out a long sigh.

The despair of betrayal and the disgust for hypocrisy that I felt that morning miraculously dissipated after talking with Zenji Naoki and the two little ones.

No matter what, the Zen temple is still the place I've lived in for over ten years, so I still have feelings for it.

So...

The MCGA (Make Zen Temple Great Again) plan remains unchanged.