C441 Chapter 441

Seeing the kindly smile on the old monk’s face, Ten Halls felt his nerves settle. Even his urgency about the whereabouts of the Locke Grass seemed to ease. *Impressive,* he thought. He pressed his palms together. “You’re too kind, Master. We’ve come from overseas. We’ve heard so much about Brightlight Temple that we wanted to pay our respects.”

The old monk’s smile deepened. “Amitabha