It Really Is Abbot William Wise

So, people started saying again, "Thank goodness Lady Blue Moon is managing things here! Otherwise, who knows what kind of mess this place would be!"

"Exactly! If it weren't for Lady Blue Moon, the Prime Minister's Residence would have collapsed ages ago!"

She may be gorgeous, but with that delicate, frail look, maybe she's not all there upstairs anymore!

......

At that moment, the young monk suddenly glanced up at the sky and said, "He's here."

"Who's here?" Everyone looked at him in confusion.

But this time, the young monk didn't explain. Instead, he clapped his hands three times toward the outside.

A procession of monks dressed in brand-new robes walked in from outside, forming two neat rows as they entered one after another.

Once they were in place, they silently formed a clear open space.

A mighty and majestic eagle soared closer and closer in the sky, finally landing right in the middle of the open space.

On the eagle's back was a man in tattered clothes and a ragged monk's robe. He hurriedly jumped down and strode toward Lena.

"Our abbot has returned!" the young monk said with a smile.

As soon as he said this, those who had just been gossiping felt as if they'd been slapped in the mouth. They looked at each other, but no one said a word.

Grace Wan's expression changed instantly.

Why did Abbot William Wise suddenly fly down on a giant eagle? What the heck?

Don't tell her he's come back to host the Consecration Ceremony for their residence?

Even Grace was confused.

Is this really Abbot William Wise?

Could it be Leon Zane in disguise?

She glanced toward the plum tree—Leon Zane and his two companions were still standing there!