In front of the Soaring Cloud Temple, it was completely silent.
The blush of that Master made many people very puzzled.
Of course, there were some people who had other opinions.
"The Master is indeed a Master, he has a great mind and an unmatched temperament, even if the golden Buddha statue collapses, he can still be so calm. If it were to change to an ordinary person instead, he definitely would not be able to bear this." A believer sighed again and again, when he looked at the Abbot, what was in his eyes was only admiration.
Even Tang Anhe, who was originally angry, was calm at the moment.
"The Master is not a mortal. Such a big thing happens; he can still deal with it calmly. If it were me, I must have already been angry. After so many years, my mentality is really shameful."
When talking, Tang Anhe gently shook his head.
Following the Abbot, the monks remained silent.
