Who's Master Linghu?

Qiuling opened the door to find a smiling young monk outside.

Feng Xun cried out, "Aren't you the little monk from Wandering Temple?!"

He knew the monk well.

Whenever he went to Wandering Temple with Jun Linyuan, he never had the chance to meet Master Linghu. Every time, this little monk would take him to the gatehouse and force him to practice his cultivation there.

It was one of Feng Xun's most painful memories.

"Yuanbao." Feng Xun rubbed the monk's smooth head. "I thought you never left the mountain. What are you doing here?"

Wandering Temple?

Feng Yanfeng, who had been lying forgotten in a corner, was shocked by the name.

Was it THE Wandering Temple?

There was too much information for Feng Yanfeng to digest.

The two elders were on Feng Wu's side, then there was the crown prince and even the emperor himself. What was going on?

He had been about to pass out when the monk of Wandering Temple arrived.