guard and pressed against. She couldn't stand steadily and staggered back a few steps, but luckily behind her were several closed doors. After taking a few steps back, she reached the doors, and the...What exactly is the Abbot Huaiyuan trying to do

Although it was he who didn't want to see the female donor, his demeanor seemed as if he wished for her to break in tonight.

At this moment, the five monks were all looking at Abbot Huaiyuan, wanting to know what his plan was for tonight.

It seems Master Quehua has no particular plans. He just told these five people to continue their duties as usual.

If the five of them kept watch as they usually did, then tonight, no matter who tried to force their way into the back hills, they would do everything in their power to fight them off.

Even if the intruders tonight are the King or Queen of Beijiang, they would show no mercy.

Huayuan knew what they were thinking, and at this moment, he gave them a thoughtful look. He spoke in a rather cryptic tone, "Be careful tonight."

After giving his instructions, he told them all to leave.

After the five monks retreated, the Abbot who received alms suddenly changed his expression. His gloomy eyes looked in a certain direction and he coldly said, “Come out.”

The man who had been hiding in the corner slowly walked out. After being discovered by Master Hu yuan, he didn't seem very shocked, as if he had expected to be found by Master Hu yuan all along.

This man walked out wearing a black outfit and a black mask covering his face, making it impossible to see what he looked like.

If Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang were here, they would certainly recognize this man in black. He was the one who tried to steal the portrait of Mo Yunjing's mother.

He strolled leisurely before Master Huayan, saying, "Her portrait was here all along."

"You still need to wear a veil in front of me"

The man in black let out a cold chuckle. “It’s been years, if I hadn’t heard your voice, you’re sure you’d recognize me”

"But I still recognized it."

Huyen Fangzhang picked up the teacup beside him and took a leisurely sip, "Since you're here, why not sit down and have a cup of tea together"

This man in black didn't care about the abbot's words. He narrowed his eyes now, "Where is the portrait"

"You are not the destined person in the portrait, and naturally, this monk would not see it. You should know that."

The man in black frowned, "Stop wasting time and hand over the portrait."

This man's eyes were bloodshot, looking as if he would stop at nothing to get the portrait. Even though Venerable Fang realized the killing intent emanating from him.

But he wasn't in a hurry at all now. He took his time sipping his tea, then placed the cup back on the table without haste.

He then looked up at the man in black and spoke slowly, "Your temper is still the same as it used to be, you're still too hasty."

The man in black clenched his fists, as if ready to strike at any moment. His bloodshot eyes fixed on Huayuan, and he gritted out his words through clenched teeth:

"Begging alms, this portrait, are you giving it to me today or not"

"The Abbot He Yuan looked placid, a faint smile touched his lips as he shook his head and said, 'We've met before. It's not that the old monk doesn't want to make friends, but it's impossible. I didn't even give her son anything, do you think I would give you something'"

"Cut the crap!"

The Man in Black had run out of patience. He desperately wanted the portrait, so he immediately attacked Master Huaiyuan.

He hadn't risen, and with a light wave of his hand, five monks rushed in.

This black-clad man saw that he definitely couldn't obtain the portrait from this begging monk today. While dealing with these five monks, he cast a thoughtful glance at the begging monk:

"Alms, this portrait, I must have it!"

After that, he jumped out the window and ran away.

These five monks subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but the monk Hua Yuan spoke out to stop them, "There's no need to chase. With his light skills, you wouldn't be able to catch up."

It's not that he looked down on the five monks, nor was it that he deliberately wanted to encourage others while belittling himself. Rather, he understood this person very well.

His kung fu wasn't the best in the world, but his light kung fu was truly unmatched.

Having said nothing more, Hua Yuan instructed the five monks to leave. Then, he opened the secret room door and went inside himself.

The room wasn't large, and there wasn't anything particularly important inside. The only thing that mattered was the portrait hanging on the wall.

The woman in the painting is as beautiful as a fairy, but looking into her eyes, there's not a trace of unusual emotion, only deep compassion.

Gazing at the figure in the painting for a moment, Hua Yuan let out a deep sigh. "Your destined person has finally arrived. As the chosen one, this poor monk only hopes she can resolve all issues and bring everything back to peace."to Mo Yunjing todayWithout realizing he was losing control of his emotions, Mo Yunjing's jaw clenched so tightly that it felt like he could tear An Xuetang into pieces in an instant.At first, An Xueta...