The monk was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, his face uneven with many pimples.
A hint of panic flashed in Huo Sining's eyes as she glanced guiltily at the young monk.
Just a moment ago, while she was in that room, she had transformed into the form of a Jiaoren, and the Flying Apsaras Mural on the wall had lost its luster after she absorbed its Spiritual Energy. If the young monk noticed what had happened just now, she truly wouldn't know what to do.
While Huo Sining was entangled in her thoughts, the young monk, seeing the two of them emerging from the room, unexpectedly approached them directly.
The young monk wore a simple smile without checking the room, his expression showing no sign of anything unusual, as if unaware of the unusual events that had transpired with Huo Sining inside. He brought his palms together in a respectful gesture and bowed, saying:
"Lady Benefactor, my master invites you for a meeting."
"Your master?"
