CH 360

"You see that person. Chapter updates fastest."

Fang Yun nodded towards a person standing in front of the Holy Temple's bronze furnace. Everyone looked over and fell silent, watching the man in silence as they walked forward.

An old man in tattered blue robes embroidered with clouds stood in front of the bronze furnace. His hands hung at his sides, his head drooped, and his body swayed lightly as if he were dozing off. His hair was a mess, like a chicken coop just ravaged by a hen, and his beard was tangled like a mass of bitter gourd vines, with a noodle conspicuously hanging from it.

Fang Yun almost burst out laughing at the sight. Although he had heard of the famous Beggar Prince, he hadn't expected him to be so exaggerated.