Heading up the Mountain

"So, you're the generous person who donated incense money to our Sanqing Temple!"

The person who came earlier was Chen Tuo. He had mentioned that he was making the donation on behalf of their boss, and now seeing him standing a half step behind and respecting Ye Lingfeng, Li Yuanming recognized him.

Li Yuanming was overjoyed. Seeing him nod, he quickly stepped forward and shook his hand. "Thank you so much. Our Ancestral Master will definitely bless you."

He didn't expect him to be so enthusiastic. It was different from the impression Li Yuanming had of the people he had met from the Mystery Sect before. Ye Lingfeng was momentarily taken aback, but then nodded at him.

Zhouzhou tilted her head and looked at them, recalling something. When she had given the Hemostatic Pill formula to Sharp Tongue Uncle, she didn't charge him. She had mentioned that if he wanted to, he could make a donation to the Taoist temple. She didn't expect him to actually do it.

That's pretty good.