There hadn't been any major religious activities in the past few days.
The Daoist continued, "A while ago, the Central Plains Region was hit by a sudden downpour. Vast expanses of fertile land were flooded, and countless starved to death. Our temple held special Rituals to guide the souls of the departed."
The Daoists of this temple were quite considerate of the common folk, earning a bit more respect from Lu Yuan and Su Liyan.
"Excuse me, is Daoist Quanyi in the temple right now?" Lu Yuan asked.
Lu Yuan's only purpose for coming this time was to see his daughter; he had no intention of bothering anyone else.
The Daoist thought for a moment before replying, "Daoist Quanyi roams far and wide and doesn't often reside in the temple. He is not here at the moment."
"Thank you, Daoist!" Lu Yuan and Su Liyan stepped aside, clearing the path for him to head down the mountain.
After the Daoist left, Su Liyan looked at Lu Yuan and asked, "What do we do now?"
