Jiang Wumei naturally did not stop her.
She had the abbot lead the way, and the two walked along the winding corridors of the Protect-the-Country Temple, crossing a stretch of stone path until they reached a small, serene courtyard tucked away on the back hill.
The courtyard contained three simple, rustic rooms. The one in the center held the memorial tablet for the late Old Madam Huo.
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