The Romance of a Sma

He wore a short, blue tunic and a white robe. Though made of cloth, it was neatly arranged and looked refreshingly clean. Beads of sweat had already gathered on his forehead, and his face flushed red.,A moment of stunned silence, then a sudden realization.,However, the memories of his former master had not yet been fully absorbed and integrated. Many things he still needed to ponder for a moment in his mind before he could understand.。