"Then forget it."
Guo Mengyao abruptly interrupted him and hung up the phone without another word.
Chen Feng shook his head quietly, read a bit more of his novel, and around ten o'clock, went to wash his face and go to sleep.
By around five-thirty the next morning, his mom was banging on his door to wake him up. This time, he didn't dare stay in bed. Yawning, he got up, quickly washed up, took care of his personal hygiene, and then went to have breakfast.
Around six o'clock, he was all set and drove his mom ten kilometers to Fushan Temple to offer incense and fulfill a vow.
At six-thirty, they arrived at the foot of the mountain where the temple was located and continued driving along the mountain road.
His mom explained that this mountain road was specially constructed to provide convenience for faithful devotees going to Fushan Temple at the top of the mountain. It took several years and over ten million in fundraising, and two more years to build.
