C278 Chapter 278

Wu Xiaogang’s heart jolted. It was obvious someone—Jin Chanzi, six thousand years in the future—was guiding him.

Sure enough, an image flashed into Wu Xiaogang’s mind: a group of elderly monks escorting a young man, step by step, up a towering mountain. The young man wore a troubled expression, glancing off into the distance now and then—like he was thinking something through