It wasn't long before an angry roar came from inside, "Are you looking for a beating? Don't you know I am a monk official? I only greet scholars from the royal city who come to offer incense. A Mendicant Monk from outside? You expect me to receive him?"
The monk's voice replied, "Master, this person is not an ordinary Mendicant Monk, he comes from the Great Tang in the Eastern Land."
"Regardless of where he comes from, he's still a Mendicant Monk. Besides, the Great Tang is so far from here, just because he claims to be from the Great Tang, should we believe him?" The monk official, although still angry, had lowered his voice significantly, obviously influenced by the prestige of the Great Tang.
Suddenly, footsteps approached, and everyone saw an old monk emerge, wearing a Pilu hat and a Kasaya.
The old monk stood at the doorway, sizing up Tang Sanzang in front of him.