He was wondering, when would this girl teach him?
At this time, after Feng Jiu followed Zhuo Chuhui inside, she saw a small hall with a simple layout. There were no other decorations besides a Buddha statue.
In the inner hall, in front of the Buddha statue, an old lady sat meditating. She rotated the prayer beads in her hand gently. Her lips were moving, but no sound was heard.
"Mother, the person is here." Zhuo Chuhui said, looking at his mother in front of the Buddha statue.
Hearing this, the old lady stopped rotating the prayer beads and stood up. Supported by Zhuo Chuhui, she sat on the chair nearby, and only then did she look up at the person.
A pair of eyes filled with vicissitudes fell on Feng Jiu. After a quiet inspection, she looked at the woman disguised as a man and asked, "Miss, are you Chu Ba Tian's disciple?"
Zhuo Chuhui was stupefied to hear this and looked at Feng Jiu.
