Hui Lijing was at the wheel again.
This time, the elderly monk from Tongshou Temple sat in the passenger seat.
Jason was still in the back row.
The car quickly entered the street market entrance of Tongshou Town.
Looking at the familiar stone pillars blocking the road, the female detective felt a lingering fear.
"Nothing's going to happen today, right?"
The female detective joked, trying to dispel the shadows in her heart.
"It won't."
"Our luck can't be that bad."
Master Tongshou Temple chuckled and shook his head.
He considered himself to be very lucky. As an ordinary person, he had mixed in the 'Mystical Side' for more than a decade. Although he had encountered countless risks, each had been a close shave with no real harm.
It's just...
Every time it would cost some money.
Most of the time, he returned the money to the clients out of compassion.
Even sometimes, it meant paying out of his pocket.
As for going bankrupt over a meal?
This was his first encounter.
