531 Guests Arrive

They were as beautiful as two flowers. The fabric of the dress they were wearing seemed to be glowing. One glance and you could tell that they were from a rich family.

In the center of the crowd are the abbot and the young monk. The abbot, a man of his word, had promised to come early to attend the banquet, and indeed, he arrived early.

Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu, upon seeing them, walked over to pay their respects to the abbot, saying, 'Greetings, Master Abbot.'

The abbot, with an amiable expression, clasped his hands in greeting. "Please dispense with the formalities."

At this time, Chu Qingzhi walked out from the house, calling out, "Yuru, Shiyu, come in."

Everyone thought to themselves, indeed, these must be Qingzhi's friends; only she could make such acquaintances.

Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu, one on each side of Chu Qingzhi, said, "We have brought you gifts…" and they walked towards a carriage.