"Master, look quickly!"
Lin Fu'an lowered his head and saw the position of Lin Shuyou's name on the temple register gradually turning black, as if it had been scorched, until it was completely covered.
The two lifted their heads to look at the shattered statue of the child on the platform, then lowered their heads to look at the temple register in their hands.
An absurd yet highly possible suspicion rose in their hearts:
"Ah You has run away with Lord Child?"
...
The monkey had long noticed the commotion over there, but it was still entangled with Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin, and the situation developed too quickly; one moment it was kneeling, the next it was sealing.
Clearly without any prelude, yet unfolding like lightning.
In short, before it could withdraw to intervene, over there, the White Crane True Monarch had completed the ritual, standing up and facing here, the familiar True Monarch aura began to permeate.
