Bai Lu giggled mischievously, "The young Madam asked me for a favor and wanted me to keep it a secret from you!"
Shen Cong was somewhat suspicious, but given Bai Lu's refusal to talk, he couldn't extract any information from her. Even if he harbored some doubts, he could only suppress them for now.
The carriage trudged along until they reached the foot of Wanfo Mountain.
Today was Buddha's birthday. Along the way, they saw many devout men and women all heading in the direction of Wanfo Temple.
Once the party alighted from the carriage, they saw an immense crowd.
Dressed impressively, they stood apart from the ordinary people who chose to congregate on the side rather than approach them.
After all, if these commoners accidentally caused any harm to prestigious families like theirs, they could be severely punished.
Shen Cong, holding Bai Lu's hand, alighted from the carriage. He noticed Jiang Shu and Su Luo already descending from their carriage.
