Miss Truth

Ran Yan only felt sweat forming on her forehead as her fingers twitched slightly. Besides Sang Chen, this was the second person she had met in Great Tang who evoked a desire in her to dissect and investigate. If Liu Qingsong and Sang Chen were put together, who knew what would happen – would they be like unrelated animals?

"Uh..." Liu Qingsong’s gaze shifted to Lady Xing as he gathered his courage and said, "Although she’s a bit old, but... why is my fate so tragic!"

Taking the previous remarks into account, Lady Xing understood what Liu Qingsong meant. Despite her age, she had been verbally taken advantage of by a young lad, yet it was not worth making a fuss about it. With a stern face, she snorted and exclaimed, "Mad and muddled fool!"

"Donor Liu... this Madam Ran Seventeen may be your fellow townsman. You can talk privately about other matters, but as for me, I need to meditate in silence. The two of you please leave," said the Temple Master, sensing the danger of Liu Qingsong. To avoid violating the precept of anger, she did not care to play any Zen tricks and immediately ordered them to leave.

Fellow townsman? Both Ran Yan and Liu Qingsong were stunned, and a nervous tension arose unwittingly in their hearts.

Lady Xing was also slightly surprised. Was she talking about their place of ancestry?

Standing in silence for a long while, Liu Qingsong tentatively asked, "2010?"

Ran Yan’s heart trembled slightly as she slowly responded, "2011."

Liu Qingsong rushed forward all at once, his eyes brimming with excitement, perfectly embodying the saying "fellow countrymen meeting, tears in their eyes."

Ran Yan also felt a tumultuous upheaval inside her, but she appeared much calmer than Liu Qingsong. After silently watching him for a while, she calmly turned to Lady Xing and said, "You go back first, I have some words to exchange with Mr. Liu."