Two people, only two people. However, among these two, Yang Fan only recognized Li Jinlian; as for the other one, he had no idea who it was. But from the looks of it, that person seemed to be from the Holy Temple as well.
This was a fat old man, extremely fat, and completely round. Yet, his height was about the same as Li Jinlian's, so in such proportions, he almost looked like a ball.
"Who is that, why is he walking here, it seems like he wants to cross the river! Seeing him, I also know that... flower?" the short fat person exclaimed in surprise.
"Hmph, no matter who it is, and no matter if he knows or not, since we encountered him, his fate is sealed."
Li Lianhua snorted coldly. Without any delay, she flipped her hands, changed her hand gesture, and golden lotuses filled the sky, forming instantly before they swiftly descended.
