The Small Jing'an Temple was as quiet and peaceful as ever. Tucked behind trees, the out-of-view prayer hall seemed even more serene.

Ning Xueyan lit three incense sticks in front of the Buddha statue and knelt on a prayer mat. She put her palms together in prayer and closed her eyes.

Lanning stepped out of the hall.

"Princess Yi!" The sound of the door opening shattered the serenity of the prayer hall. Then came the sound of someone entering the hall ...