The junior disciple looked at Daoist Changmin with a frightened look.
Usually, Daoist Changmin enjoyed picking on him, and he never dared to retaliate.
Hearing this, he obediently answered, "Yes... Jiaoyang Temple has been very popular online these past days. It's said that their Abbot is incredibly skilled; her predictions are always accurate, literally 'holding the mandate of heaven and making irrefutable judgments.' Netizens really look up to her now, so I was just checking..."
"It's that Jiangli again! No wonder she can—"
Daoist Changmin pushed his junior away, grinding his teeth in anger.
The junior steadied himself, hearing him suddenly stop midsentence, he instinctively asked, "What, what did she do?"
"Why should I tell you what she's done?"
Daoist Changmin threw his phone at him, unable to contain his fury, "What are you good for, daring to question me! I'll tell you this, Thirteen, I'm going to make her and Jiaoyang Temple disappear from F City tomorrow!"
