章 1690: Marry Me, Please? (Part Twenty)

Mo Fei stood in the doorway of the temple hall instead of going in. She looked up at the Buddha that had his eyes closed, and her lips curled in a mocking smile. Who could this so-called Buddha they worshipped protect?

Mo Fei turned around but was stopped by the Venerable One. "Benefactor, please wait."

Mo Fei turned around and saw the Venerable One walking over.

"Benefactor, repent. The shore of benevolence will always be waiting for your return." The Venerable One put his palms together and advised.

Mo Fei curled her lips slightly and looked at the Venerable One standing in front of her. "Old monk, the path of the Yellow River¹ is covered with yellow sand for tens of thousands of miles with no shore in sight." She had been abandoned on this river of death since she was born, and she could have drowned at any moment. What shore awaited her?