"He Ming, say a bit less."
"Talking about others behind their backs isn't very nice."
Zhao Shuo quickly reached out and pulled on his companion at the sight.
"What's wrong with that?"
He Ming had a dismissive look and sneered, "Aren't the things I'm saying all true?"
"My friend speaks candidly, please don't mind him, little Daoist."
Song Tingting looked embarrassed and quickly explained on his behalf.
"No worries, no worries."
Lu Heng shook his head with a smile, then said, "Meeting the four of you here in the deep mountains must be a matter of destiny."
"Why don't you all come with me and rest for a while in the temple?"
"Then we must impose on you, little Daoist."
Song Tingting liked this kind of serene and quiet place very much.
Therefore, without even thinking, she nodded and agreed.
Zhao Shuo and Liu Rui didn't say much either, and followed along into the main hall.
