Chapitre 3921: One Hundred Years of Asylum

The white-browed monk paused for a moment, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, he is dead." The old monk lowered his eyebrows and said with a trace of sadness, "He was temporarily lost in his mind and stole our sacred artifact. Later, he was killed by the person who ordered him."

Feng Jiu remained silent and did not speak. It can be seen that although he was disappointed that Venerable Yichan's disciple stole their sect's sacred artifact, he still looked sad when he said that he died. It can be seen that he also had a deep affection for his disciple. Emotional.

"The second thing."