C375 The Fire and Ash Were Cold

Peace Capital, inside the Yin Ming Sect.

The small monk named Lianru was carrying a five foot long sheathed Notaqi as he anxiously paced around the building. The young monk was still young, but his height was not even as tall as the saber. From afar, he looked like a little monkey carrying a long stick. A dozen or so young men with spears in their hands were surrounding him