Through the dense forest, Lěng Yè took the lead, guiding Zhihui and Wiedemann back to the old temple. The two of them maintained a certain distance, following silently behind as if intentionally avoiding any contact. A tense atmosphere hung in the air.
When the three of them reached the ancient temple, Lěng Yè pushed open the creaking wooden door and stepped into the courtyard. Guo Guangrui was busy boiling water over a fire, and three teacups were neatly arranged on a table, clearly showing he had not expected visitors.
"Why are there three of us?" Guo Guangrui scratched his head in puzzlement, his eyes filled with questions.
Chapter 950