Snow Lotus on the Cliff

In the field under Xuankong Temple, the monks there were being punished by the Commandment Hall, thus they treated the followers very impatiently. They were even crueler than the nobles in the tribes.

The monk at the lakeside allowed the followers to get close to him and didn't frown because of their unpleasant smell. He seemed very calm and natural.

The monk was so extraordinary. It was no doubt that he was Jun Mo.

Ning Que couldn't hear clearly what his Second Brother said since there was a lake between them and the wind was heavy. He held the little girl and walked toward Jun Mo, gradually quickening the pace.

At this moment, a rush of hoofbeats came from the side of the meadow, and more than a dozen robust men rode to the crowd. The headman in fur waved his whip and shouted at the herdsmen kneeling on the ground, probably asking them to leave.