At the peak of a tall mountain, there was a village called Prosperity Village.
In a small but elegant courtyard, a handsome young man sat cross-legged in the center. He was wearing clean white robes, and an ordinary copper coin hung from his neck, secured by a red string.
A small and thin old man was smoking away nearby, watching the youth with a twinkle in his eyes.
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