At this very moment, inside the Shaolin Temple, Murong Fu was lying comfortably in the arms of little Junior Sister Yilin, leisurely eating real grapes rather than fake ones, when he suddenly received news from his subordinates. He couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly, muttering to himself, "What exactly is that woman thinking?"
"What's wrong, Brother Fu?" little Junior Sister Yilin asked gently. Seeing that he seemed troubled, she reached out with her slender, scallion-like fingers and softly smoothed the creases between his brows.
Murong Fu handed the note in his hand to Yilin, closed his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "Read it for yourself."
Chapter 179