A Pretty Face

Everyone stared at Xie Pinghuai after they were done talking.

Xie Pinghuai looked confused. "It's useless no matter how much you stare at me. I don't know anything about my sister! She was raised at a Taoist temple from a young age."

"Taoist temple? All the time in the past?" Everyone was surprised to hear that.

That was not right. How come a person from a Taoist temple knew about Buddhism?

"That's right. Father said that his fate is terrible. My sister is weak, so he would harm her if she was raised at home. Someone took her away as soon as she was born. I'm not sure if she's educated or not. However, the Taoist temple that my sister stayed in was quite remote. I suppose she only knows a few words," Xie Pinghuai said casually.

"That's such a pity… It's wasted that she's so beautiful." 

The crowd could not help but feel stunned.

She must be a pretty face, then.