With that, Xu Lei left through a hidden door.
The so-called Zen Master Bu Zhong was, of course, himself.
After taking off his mask, Xu Lei grabbed a bite to eat, then took a quick bath.
Thirty minutes was enough time to get quite a bit done.
When the time was up, Xu Lei went to the Almsgiving Room.
Inside the Almsgiving Room.
Mrs. Shen had already finished bathing. She wore a simple, light gauze dress and sat nervously on the small bed in the room.
It was clear her mind was already in a state of confusion; her cheeks had long been flushed a deep red.
Beneath her robes, her long, pale legs fidgeted restlessly.
"Amitabha Buddha."
Xu Lei walked right over. "Greetings, Benefactress."
"Zen Master."
Seeing that the man who arrived was indeed a young Zen Master, Mrs. Shen said no more, simply stating, "My apologies for the trouble."
"Amitabha Buddha."
