The Zen Rebel Monk gazed at the sky outside the door, lost in thought for a while, and gently shook his head: "This impoverished monk does not know either."
Seeing that the monk was unwilling to speak, Jiang Shouzhong couldn't be bothered to delve deeper, so he put away the Shadows Heavenly Book and said, "I will first go to Mingjing Valley to investigate the matter of the mirror. Once I have some findings, I hope the master won't forget the promise to inform me of the woman's whereabouts."
"Alright."
The Zen Rebel Monk smiled and nodded.
Watching Jiang Shouzhong leave, the seemingly amiable smile on the Zen Rebel Monk's face gradually vanished, replaced by a stern coldness.
He slowly lifted his foot and gently stomped once.
In an instant, a radiant golden light shone around him, like a blazing sun blooming at his side.
Within the golden light, a radiant "卐" character suddenly appeared beneath his feet.
