C175 Nan Wu's Gratitude!

Outside the temple, on the street.

A man wearing a yellow monk robe stood there quietly, slightly raising his head, his expression carrying loneliness.

"I'm sorry, villagers. . . I let everyone's hopes go down the drain. . . "

"I can't buy water for you guys to drink. . . "

"Please forgive me. "

Nan Wu put his hands together and sighed. Then, he opened his eyes and was about to leave