Bab 241: Request

Soaring Cloud Temple, outside the gate.

When Tang Jingming opened the tent and slowly walked out of it, the people outside finally became quieter.

At this moment, Tang Jingming had many white disinfectant cloths on his face as his eyes were red.

At first glance, it looked a little downright.

But when he appeared, the invisible air of a superior that had been high on his body continued to release.

"All right!" He said slightly, not loudly.

"Mr. Tang, it's dawn now, we have all waited all night, can we enter the temple now?" Someone shouted from behind.

"Yes! I waited from yesterday to now."

"I think Mr. Tang should help us go in together."

These people had fierce voices.

But when the sound of chanting became clearer and clearer, at this moment, Tang Jingming felt that he had more and more sentiment.

His aura of a noble remained the same, and his face was calm.