The sky was filled with flashing lightning and howling gusts of wind, as if the heavens were about to collapse. The black torrents submerged the earth, making the resounding noises of rushing water and roaring thunder inseparable. The entire world seemed to be on the precipice of doomsday.
Only one towering peak stood in this place. At its top, there was a tumult of noise.
"Is this decent, is it decent, is it decent?" Monk Pu Shan whispered his complaints to Chu Liang, "The way he looks at me is as if he seeing a ghost… I am after all a dignitary of the temple, there's no need…"
Chu Liang hastily stopped him, "Perhaps, he really is seeing a ghost?"
He also glanced at Ye Yongxing, "Brother Ye, is this matter something that can be spoken about?"
"It's not exactly a secret." Ye Yongxing nodded to Chu Liang, his expression usual.
"What is the matter?" Monk Pu Shan asked.
"It's the reason for Brother Ye's avoidance of people." said Chu Liang.
