Pei Jiu quickly sent another message.
[Is the abbot still at Jiaoyang Temple these few days?]
Xia Xin's sense of unease rose again, and he couldn't help but ask: Why do you ask?
Pei Jiu: [It's nothing serious, it's just that the president of our Xuanmen Association, Master Qu Lin, has returned from abroad. Hearing of the abbot's talents, he wants to meet the abbot. Does the abbot have time?]
Some of Xia Xin's doubts were dispelled, [Sorry, but the abbot might not be available for now. We are planning to go on a trip!]
Xia Xin didn't know what excuse to come up with. After all, he didn't know what the ancestral master planned to do in the coming days, so he casually said they were going on a trip.
On the other side of the phone.
Pei Jiu saw the message sent by Xia Xin and mentioned it to the person beside him.
If Bai Changfeng were here, he would see that the person next to Pei Jiu was Master Qu Lin.
