"Xia Xin also told me, the Abbot said, I should hurry back, if I return early, perhaps everything will still be in time."
When Wei Qingran heard this at the time, her heart couldn't help but constrict.
Xia Xin urged repeatedly.
She couldn't stop to ask more and hurried back.
Fortunately, she didn't stop along the way, walking so fast that her feet were almost blistered by her high heels.
If she had been any later, perhaps it truly would have been too late.
Upon hearing this, Song Wenjun broke down into tears again, "It's my fault, all my fault. If I had let the Abbot stay, Little Caihong wouldn't be suffering now..."
As she spoke, she grabbed Wei Qingran's arm tightly.
"Qingran, where is the Abbot? Take me to her, I'll kneel and apologize to her face to face. It's all my fault, I was blind. As long as she can come back to save Little Caihong's life, I'll do anything for her, give up everything I have, I absolutely won't say no!"
