On this main road, Shen Bai had no desire to cause trouble. He only wanted to reach the location of the enormous locust tree without incident, then find the Evil Qi to have on hand, just in case.
But from the look of things, the monk in white seemed to be heading straight for him.
At this thought, Shen Bai's hand went to his waist, gripping the hilt of his longsword. His gaze sharpened.
By now, the monk in white had reached Shen Bai. He put his palms together and gave Shen Bai a slight Buddhist bow.
"This humble monk is Wuhua. Greetings, Donor."
Shen Bai arched a brow, his hand not loosening its grip on his longsword. "Master, we have never met. Why are you approaching me now?"
The main road was remote, and in a situation like this, anyone would be wary of a stranger suddenly striking up a conversation.
