At this point, it's hard to admit that the little idea of letting my master accompany me all the way in purple form was whispered to myself...
Another cough, Bai Mei picked up the tea and moistened her throat, then nodded: "That's right, Lord Bingtang."
"But the Holy Hall," Bingtang seemed to remember something and asked, "Is the Sect Master really planning to manage it seriously and long-term?"
"It should be like this." Bai Mei put down the cup.
"Hmm, did he tell you why he established the Holy Hall?"
Bai Mei thought for a while and shook her head, "I don't know. At first, I thought it was to deceive Ruo Yun and test her loyalty. I can't think of anything more; the master's thoughts are always hard to fathom."
Noticing the girl's subtle expression, she asked, "Does Lord Bingtang know anything?"
It's not really a matter of knowing, but rather Bingtang remembering what the Holy Hall is.
