"Greetings, City Lord!"
As soon as he stepped into the temple, a young novice came forward and greeted him.
These young novices were actually disciples of Xuankong Temple, but even they dared not show the slightest disrespect to Wang Junze. In fact, if one observed closely, one could see a trace of anxiety and fear in their eyes.
There was no way around it. Even these disciples of Xuankong Temple didn't really know what Monk Benyin intended.
If Wang Junze truly clashed with Monk Benyin, regardless of the outcome, they would likely be implicated and find it hard to leave the Nether Sea alive.
"Where is Master Benyin?"
With a calm demeanor, seeming to bear no hostility, Wang Junze politely inquired.
"Master Benyin is in the grand hall, City Lord, please this way!"
With hands joined in front, the young novice immediately led the way.
