Jinshan Temple.
At this moment, Abbot Xuankong suddenly made a move, startling Wu Gang who instinctively drew the long knife from his waist and stood in front of Ye An.
"Senior Brother!"
Xuan Nan was also clueless, but he breathed a sigh of relief the next moment, as Xuankong didn't even glance at Ye An and went directly towards the northwest direction.
Seeing Xuankong leaving, Wu Gang finally took a deep breath, realizing that his back was covered in cold sweat.
If Xuankong really intended to attack the Prince, he wouldn't be able to block it. Even if the Dragon Suppression Guard was nearby, it would be of no use.
Ye An's cultivation level was not high, so he did not realize the danger they were in just now. He was actually immersed in the joy of Xuankong's unfathomable cultivation.
"Let's follow!"
"Ah? Your Highness, this is not quite appropriate..."
