Everyone inside Daluo Temple wore grave expressions. Since three days ago, the temple had announced its closure to the public. The area around the temple's lake had been sealed off and was patrolled by vicious-looking pet beasts. Even the rectors weren't allowed to step foot inside.
Most of the monks had no idea what that thing from three days ago was, nor what it did. Only a handful of intelligent monks managed to come up with plausible explanations, but even they did not dare to speak of it nor discuss it in private.
For the past three days, the atmosphere in Daluo Temple was rather mysterious and heavy.
Inside a private room in Daluo Temple, Lin Jin fiddled with a needle as he sat cross-legged on the bed, allowing his mind to wander wherever it wanted to. As usual, Goldy strolled around aimlessly, and the six-tailed fox sat on the ground, staring up at Lin Jin's face. There was a sudden knock on the door and the fox turned toward the door.
