Ahya snapped back and saw Xie Jie standing at the door of the temple, his eyes glowing cold, not knowing how long he had been watching.

Zhou Zhong followed him, with his head deeply bowed, hating to shrink himself into the ground like a crack.

"Why is His Majesty here?" Ahya's heart sank, extremely quickly collected her uneasiness cleanly, quickly walked to Xie Jie's side, her eyebrows arched, "At this hour, shouldn't His Majesty be correcting a ...