Yang Fei glanced at the sky, unable to suppress a laugh.
On top of the Snow Peak, the snow was dazzling.
It looked like daytime, yet it was already around 11 PM, no wonder the young monk shut the door to visitors.
After the young monk spoke, he was about to close the door, but Yang Fei had already stepped through.
"The Buddha is compassionate, how can your Vajra Temple refuse guests at the door? Freezing someone to death is not insignificant sin!"
In the minds of many mortals, Vajra Temple and the legendary Great Thunderclap Temple, where The Buddha resides, are no different.
Even tycoons worth billions who come here must show utmost respect.
The young monk had never seen such a brazen character before and was immediately flustered, quickly following behind Yang Fei, calling out repeatedly.
"Master, you cannot do this. If you disturb the Great Uncle Master's cultivation, it would be a great sin."
