"It seems like that monk followed those people into the city last time." A cultivator whispered.
"Yes, I seem to remember that too, it should have been with them, what is the origin of this monk?"
"Looks like a monk from the Myriad Buddha Sect, right?"
The crowd's whispering didn't make the monk react at all, he walked slowly, step by step, to the front of the inn and entered it.
"Master is back!" Du Fan looked at him with a smile, "We were thinking of delivering a message to the Master, as my Master said they're ready to leave."
The monk folded his hands and saluted back, "How are the benefactors?"
"Hehe, definitely not as good as the Master." Du Fan laughed and said, his eyes lingering on the monk's body, it was as if this monk knew what was going to happen, as soon as he entered the city he said he was going to visit an old friend, but instead he came back after the matter was resolved.
"Amitabha." The monk murmured quietly.
