C931 Unreliable Master

"The small fry around Shaolin Temple has also disappeared..."

Lau Mingzhu nodded and looked at Lin Han, who was lying down under the sun leisurely. A rare gentleness appeared on her face. She was the goddess of snow mountains, and only in front of Lin Han could she show her gentleness.

"Commander Moo will probably be at Shaolin Temple in a few days. After I leave, I will leave my husband to you