It was unknown if the monk did not recognize Yu Wan or if he did, but he did not care. He casually found a place to meditate. On his left was a drunk man sleeping soundly, and on his right was an empty corner. In the messy cell, he was calm and composed. His entire body seemed to be filled with Zen.
Yu Wan could feel her heart calm down. This was really strange. She clearly didn't believe in Buddha. She shook her head and did not think too much about it. She continued to close her eyes to rest.
On the other side, Qing Yan and the others found an inn to stay in.
Zi Su's eyes were swollen from crying. The old man asked Fu Ling to bring Zi Su back to her room, leaving Qing Yan and Yue Gou to discuss saving them.
Old Cui was also there.
Old Cui said, "Why don't you just say his identity? No matter what, the Princely Heir is from the Great Zhou Imperial Family. The authorities of Nanzhao won't dare to touch him easily."
