C3347 Golden Cicada

The monk looked extremely handsome. His lips were red and his teeth were white. There was a tranquil smile on his face. Anyone who saw him would be attracted to him.

"I am Golden Cicada. Greetings, benefactor."

The young monk put his palms together and bowed towards White Tree King.

When he spoke, the surrounding void seemed to tremble. Buddha, Bodhisattva