A voice was heard.
"Prince, let's take shelter here from the rain."
The voice fell.
Following that, a response came.
"Hmm."
Simply responded.
After that, there was nothing more.
After a short while.
Two people were seen approaching.
One wore black clothes, appeared like a guard.
A paper umbrella was held for them.
Under the umbrella.
A man, dressed in a white cloak.
Brows and eyes like a painting, with long, dark lashes, looked as if he had stepped out of a painting.
He carried an air of nobility, standing in such a dilapidated place, it only made people worry if this would stain his sight.
Their appearance was out of place in this temple.
Then, the guard holding the umbrella said.
"Prince, there's someone."
Upon hearing the voice, the man lifted his head, his gaze scanned over Xiao Tao standing at the door.
Following that, his lips curled up,
"It's fine."
With that, the two entered the temple.
Upon entering, the guard in black looked at the man in white.
