Ran Yan had arrived at the Main Hall when the sermon had already begun.
The Main Hall of Yingmei Temple was not large, with only about seventy people in the whole temple. The mountain mist swirled around, and a group of nuns dressed in black sat cross-legged in the courtyard of the Main Hall, listening intently to the Temple Master's sermon in a tranquil scene.
The Temple Master still exhibited an elder's frail appearance, with eyes closed, twisting prayer beads in one hand while preaching.
Ran Yan did not disturb the others, but instead found a cushion at the back and sat down cross-legged. The Temple Master seemed to sense Ran Yan's arrival and nodded slightly in her direction from afar.
Ran Yan was slightly startled in her heart and felt that although the Temple Master had not opened her eyes, she seemed able to see her. Ran Yan also nodded back as a gesture of respect.
