The lantern grass needed great effort to cultivate. In the past, only wealthy families could afford to enjoy it.

Today, most of it could only be found in temples.

"Could this be the place where the people in the Pavilion of Herbs offer sacrifices?"

Long Tianyu spoke with a deep voice, while still holding on to Lin Mengya in his arms. What he said almost made Lin Mengya jump.

Offer sacrifices? If this was the case, there ought to be an exit ...