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Fangzheng got the sled out once again and mounted it on the extremely reluctant lone wolf. And once again, "Giddy up! Woo!" Amid cheers, he got the wolf to pull the sled.

Into the night, Fangzheng opened WeChat once again and had a casual chat with Fang Yunjing, Ma Juan, and Zhao Datong before going to bed.

It was an uneventful night. On the second day, Fangzheng continued his daily chores of eating and cleaning the temple hall. It was quite a carefree and easy time.

However, this tranquility was soon interrupted by a series of footsteps. Fangzheng looked up and frowned immediately. Li Fengxian was there again!

"Little Monk, I'm here again." Li Fengxian immediately beamed when she saw Fangzheng.

Fangzheng stood up and held his palms together and said, "Amitabha, Female Patron, are you here to pay respects to Buddha or is it for other matters?"

Li Fengxian shook her head and said, "I'm here today to thank Master for saving my life."