A sturdy monk dressed in plain clothes and carrying a sword on his back, he folds his hands in front of him and makes a monk's signature gesture.

"Amitabha, donors, since they have all come, why do you want to leave, why don't you stay?"

Tang Long felt an extremely terrifying aura from this monk, his brows were tightly locked, and his right hand held the Tang knife worn on his waist.

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