"I'll talk, I'll talk!"
Realizing that Jiangli was serious, Daoist Changmin endured the pain, looked at Jiangli as if seeing a vengeful ghost, and cried out in horror, "I'll talk, I am, I am from Qingyun Temple, my dharma name is Changmin..."
"Qingyun Temple?"
Upon hearing this, Jiangli smiled meaningfully.
"Turns out it's an old acquaintance."
If she remembered correctly, the old daoist's master reported to her during his visit to Xuanji Mountain that about a hundred years ago, an Outer Sect Disciple from Jiaoyang Temple had gone out to establish his own sect and founded Qingyun Temple.
Jiangli didn't care about this matter and had cast it aside from her mind.
She didn't expect to encounter an acquaintance...
Jiangli pondered, what was that Outer Sect Disciple's name...
"I, I am from Qingyun Temple, I've told you everything, can, can you spare me?" Daoist Changmin couldn't stand the pain any longer, and seeing her silent, he couldn't help but ask.
