The young Taoist priest had never seen Han Mei before.
However, he had heard that this woman liked to wear red clothes and often caused trouble.
If it was any other time, he might not have believed the words of the man in luxurious clothes.
However, in the current environment, when he thought of the various bizarre things about Hanmei, the young Taoist believed most of it.
His heart was slightly burning.
The balance in his heart that had been slightly tilted changed once again, tilting towards the other side.
If this Hanmei was created by the mysterious person, then the mysterious person's methods were definitely extraordinary.
If he could get enough benefits from him, then it would be easy for him to stand out in his Green Bull Temple.
To be fair, the elders in his sect treated him well.
He was a highly valued direct disciple of the sect.
