Pei Hong was an old man in his fifties who was almost 60 years old. Because he had done too much fighting and killing when he was young, he became injured and sick when he was old. He often came to the temple, he prayed for his health and business to be smooth! He really believed in this temple!
He looked at Si Ling who was lost in thought as she looked at the crowd and asked, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
Si Ling shook her head and looked at Fu Xing's mother. Suddenly, a plan came to her mind. "Father! Aren't you on good terms with Master Ming An? Can I go with you when you have tea later?"
Pei Hong smiled and patted her hand. "Yes, this is a small matter! You have to pay your respects later and let the gods in the temple bless you! Also, bless me. I can help your mother take revenge as soon as possible!" The malice shot out from his cloudy eyes. Si Ling felt a chill down her spine when she saw this!
