"It seems, young friend, there is much for you to verify." Elder Langao spoke softly.
Du Yu nodded in agreement; ever since receiving a flood of information, he really couldn't sit still.
Elder Langao lowered her head again, returning to her previous state of quiet introspection.
Though the elderly lady remained silent, her meaning was clear: you may leave at your own will.
Suddenly, Du Yu stepped forward, standing in front of Lin Shiwei, gesturing towards the side of her skirt: "Lift your skirt a bit to shield me."
Lin Shiwei, though puzzled, still reached down, pinching the side of her pitch-black dress with two fingers, lifting it slightly.
Du Yu then crouched down, ensuring his form was completely concealed by the skirt and unseen by tourists at the temple entrance, and activated the Mountain and Sea Bell.
This maneuver with the Mountain and Sea Bell made Lin Shiwei's eyes brighten.
Since Du Yu was crouching, it naturally matched the outline of the ancient bell.
