Do we meet again? Or part ways?

r, when I felt the hem of my shirt being grabbed.Looking back, You Nan, the little ancestor, had a cold face. One small hand clutched my robe, and her delicately carved little face gradually morphed i...mple I just heard they pay their monks tens of thousands a month. You could lure some over from other temples with high salaries," I whispered.Hu Qing shook her head, without saying more.It was his ju...