Chapter Sixteen: Furnace River of Iron

blurred face, his cassock embroidered with flowing light.The monk clasped his hands together in a salute: “Foolish thing, come and hit the Buddha!”His demeanor was respectful, but his words were unres...aring a dragon bone mask stood in the lowermost position, but he was centered on the line, neither leaning towards Zhang Linchuan nor Lu Yan, only facing the Holy Master on the throne.Standing beside...