"I didn't expect that." The old monk Fayan walked out of the tent with his ribs wrapped in bandages as repeated, "I didn't expect that."
Despite not having any reason for it, Gu Shenwei had a profound hatred for the monk. He glared at him holding the saber and did not say a word.
Fayan's deep essence seemed to be concentrated in his penetrating eyes. He looked at Dragon King the way an elder looked at a naughty young man, "Has the Great Snowmountain cooperated with New Moon Hall?"
Gu Shenwei was shocked. Few people knew that Maid Lotus had joined New Moon Hall, but the old monk could guess the truth just from one shriek.
Fayan turned his sight from Dragon King to the tent. The shrieks inside had stopped. "Excuse me, who is the master of New Moon Hall?"
Maid Lotus walked out of the tent. She did not look very well and her steps were not steady yet, but she could walk on her own feet.
