The young monk had apparently never seen so much money in his life, and for a moment, he didn't even know what to do. With such a large sum of money, not only could they help more people, but they could also repair the temple a bit.
"Little master, I think it's better not to trouble you with this matter. Why don't you take me to see your abbot, and let him decide," Zhang Menglong said, looking at the young monk's perplexed expression with a mix of amusement and frustration.
"Alright, then follow me!" The young monk staggered toward the ancient Xuanlong Temple, it seemed the abbot of Xuanlong Temple lived there.
Beside the ancient temple, there seemed to be an old brick house. It appeared the abbot lived there.
"Master, master!" The young monk knocked on the door.
