Below the golden pagoda, a solitary temple stood in the vast snowy meadows.
When Padmapani informed them of their arrival, Hermes slowed down the chariot and gently landed on a patch of thin snow near the temple.
The temple wasn't extremely conspicuous, but the architecture was unique.
It was a fusion between the Buddhist temples of India, which incorporated tall and rounded spikes, and East Asian architecture, which prioritized symmetry and sharp roofs.
Padmapani bowed a few times to the temple and invited them in.
The three removed their footwear and then entered through a sliding door.
The temple was quite large and centered around a courtyard.
Padmapani turned to Hermes and Ashoka, "Sirs, The Buddha requests only Sir Alex, I will lead you to a waiting room."
Hermes pouted and jokingly replied, "We're being chased off~~?"
"I'll be quick, Hermes," Alex rolled his eyes at Hermes' childish attitude.
