"Then you must've heard of the Golden-clothed Deacon." Jian Wushuang pressed on his inquiry.
"The Golden-clothed Deacon?" Yuan Gang shook his head. "No, Sir. I have never heard of him. But I do know a thing or two about the Silver-clothed Deacon. It's said that the Silver-clothed Deacon of the Samsara Temple used to live among the Bone Devil Clan. It was a tale so shocking that it sent ripples through the land."
"The Silver-clothed Deacon?" Jian Wushuang muttered, his brows rose with doubt.
The Silver-clothed Deacon was simply a Rank Six Reincarnator who commanded limited authority in the Samsara Temple.
In order to locate his father, it is imperative that Jian Wushuang sought the help of the Golden-clothed Deacon.
"I am a mere practitioner of the Eternal Realm in a lesser tribe, Sir. There is only so much that I know about the Samsara Temple. But I know one might be able to supply you with more knowledge about the Temple," said Yuan Gang.
