"That's good," said the owner of the crisp young girl's voice, breathing a sigh of relief upon hearing the head of the family guards speak.

Inside the temple, where Li Zhoujun sat cross-legged, he saw a young girl and a middle-aged man in luxurious clothing enter, surrounded by a tall middle-aged man and five others dressed in gray family guard uniforms.

Seeing this group, Li Zhoujun easily guessed that the powerful voice he had heard earlier likely came from the tall middle-aged man. The "miss" he mentioned was naturally the only girl in the group, and the "master" was the middle-aged man in fine clothes.

"Sir, we were passing by and got caught in a sudden downpour. I apologize for disturbing you," the tall middle-aged man said with a grin to Li Zhoujun.