Shadows danced beneath the trees as traffic hummed outside. An orange-roofed building stood proudly amid the bustle, exuding both classical charm and solemn majesty.
Stepping across the threshold and paying their admission, the two of them accepted the complimentary bundles of incense sticks and walked into the temple grounds.
Since it was still early, Xú Wàngchuān pulled Liǔ Cháoquè toward the burning area, which was heavy with the scent of sandalwood. Using the flame inside the bronze tripod, they lit their incense sticks. The fire flickered atop the incense before quickly transforming into wisps of black smoke. The gentle aroma of sandalwood drifted toward Liǔ Cháoquè, brushing against the tip of her nose.
Chapter 17