The summer sky lightened early, and Jolson, wearing a peaked cap inside the car, had a face that Hannah Garcia could barely make out at the moment.
The car followed the directions given by Grayson Thomas, bumping along the way.
After a long drive up the mountain road, they finally arrived at their destination.
Seeing the sign hanging at the entrance, Hannah Garcia was surprised.
"Clear Temple!"
This was a temple? Had that woman Amelia become a nun, or was she just staying here temporarily?
The doors of Clear Temple were already open, and the sound of reciting the sutras could be heard from inside.
Hannah Garcia was still being pressed down by Jolson.
Jolson walked with a floating, yet urgent stride, and everyone followed his pace into the temple.
The place was truly very quiet; aside from them, no outsiders were present.
There were only the sounds of the mountains and the reciting of sutras, a power that could bring peace to one's mind.