Chen Yan still frowned, "Then why did you disappear tonight? What's going on?"
"It took me away."
The old monk gave a bitter smile, "I've been stopping it from harming my child repeatedly, probably angering it. Tonight it came for me, took me to the rear mountain, and threw me in the snow as a punishment. It warned me that if I dare interfere with it again, it will burn down my temple.
I couldn't resist it, taken to the mountain, and then I managed to run back. I arrived just before you. As soon as I entered the room, you returned."
The old monk sighed, "Mrs. Huang's descendant, I advise you not to get involved in this matter... Although you are a descendant of Mrs. Huang, how old are you? How much Tao Practice can you learn?
If you really want to help Chuyi..."
At this point, the old monk's face looked helpless, he waved his hand, "If you really want to help Wang Chuyi, then take him away! Take him out of here!
