Though the nunnery was remote, it still attracted a few curious tourists now and then. So, Jingzhai had stationed a few disciples here year-round to keep things under wraps.
Since the place was crawling with tourists, Miao Chan put on her wig again when they got out of the car. The guest master here didn't recognize her at first.
Seeing the three of them enter, she greeted them with a smile, "Are the two laypersons here to offer incense? There are some incense sticks over there on the table. Feel free to take what you need."
Miao Chan looked around and, seeing no strangers, let out a sigh of relief. She grabbed the guest master's hand and said, "Sister, it's me."
"Who are you?" The guest master was puzzled for a moment, but then she recognized Miao Chan and exclaimed, "Sister Miao Chan! What happened to you?"
Miao Chan took off her wig and said, "It's more convenient to move around outside with a wig on."
