"Follow me."
Yu Lu the Immortal stood up and spoke softly, making the suggestion.
Chu Dazhuang, seeing Chu Dazhuang rise, also stood and followed Yu Lu the Immortal out the door.
The nunnery was neither too big nor too small.
The two walked along the path, observing the scenery around them, both foreign and familiar.
Chu Dazhuang walked quietly alongside Yu Lu the Immortal.
Seeing the serious expression on Yu Lu the Immortal's face, Chu Dazhuang felt a bit uneasy and began to ponder what matter Yu Lu the Immortal could be referring to.
After a short while, they arrived at the back hall of the nunnery.
"Here we are, this is the place."
Yu Lu the Immortal looked at Chu Dazhuang and spoke softly, with a touch of melancholy in her serious eyes.
Chu Dazhuang was somewhat puzzled when he saw this.
He was aware of Yu Lu the Immortal; in the whole nunnery, there was not a single nun she could not intimidate.
