"Let's go. We're heading back. Once we're back, tell them everything."
With that, Mu Guiying turned and left.
Yang Zongbao hurried after her.
At Shaolin, Abbot Xuan Ci's disgrace had now been exposed.
Together with the matter involving Ye Erniang of the Four Great Evils, his punishment began at once.
Elsewhere, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo began fighting outside after hearing Xuan Ci's words.
The two were evenly matched, leaving everyone present speechless.
Xiao Feng, who had arrived here as well, fought Murong Fu. This time, however, Murong Fu was the one getting beaten.
"Amitabha. Good, good."
Just as both sides were locked in an even fight, a voice suddenly rang out. Immediately afterward, an old monk stepped forward.
Yang Wenzhu, who had been preparing to leave, stopped and immediately headed over.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Wu Yazi confronting the old monk.
At that moment, the old monk bowed to Wu Yazi and said,
"Amitabha. So it was Wu Yazi."
"I never expected you to have broken through to the Grandmaster realm."
Wu Yazi frowned upon hearing this.
"Who are you, old monk? I've never met you before!"
The old monk sighed.
"Ah... so you've truly forgotten?"
"Fair enough. We've already come this far. Perhaps it's better to forget."
"I should have forgotten long ago as well!"
Even after hearing that, Wu Yazi still looked utterly confused.
Then Yang Wenzhu stepped forward and said calmly,
"Someone from the Murong Family!"
At those words, Wu Yazi seemed to remember something. His eyes widened.
"It's you! You're Murong... No, that can't be right. Back then, weren't you taken in and..."
The old monk shook his head.
"I have already let go of what happened back then."
"However, it seems they have not."
"They have even caused such a