The murmuring crowd fell into an awed silence as Feng Yanshen entered the courtyard.
He stood tall, wrapped in a calm aura so deep it felt like the moon itself had taken human form.
His long robes flowed like white clouds, and a thin white blindfold covered his eyes...yet everyone felt as if his unseen gaze pierced through flesh and soul alike. None dared breathe too loudly in his presence.
Yue Yue, however, nearly choked on her breath.
She had just arrived at this temple… and already she had to face the fourth villain.
She truly felt like heaven was playing with her life.
Before she could even calm her heart, his deep voice echoed across the courtyard, steady and composed.
"Rise."
The order was gentle... yet it left no room for refusal. Everyone stood slowly. Yue Yue quietly tried to step backward, inch by inch, hoping to slip out before the High Priest's attention fell upon her.
But it was already too late.
