C1962 It Depends on Your Charm!

"Is this the Blaze Light Buddha Realm?"

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the street, Zhong Wen gently held Lin Xingyue's delicate hand, his eyes darting curiously from side to side. "Why aren't there any monks around?"

"Shh!"

No sooner had he spoken than an elderly man at the roadside's expression turned grave. He pressed a finger to his lips, signaling for silence, and spoke with urgency