The Yier Yan Riots

"Father Yier is back home!" A teenage boy shouted at the top of his lungs upon first entering the grand and crowded temple.

"Yier! How many times have I reminded you to behave, even in your own temple? Don't shout so loudly like an uncivilized person! You think you're in the forest?" The wrath of an old man named Lim Tiaw Eng, Yier's father

Yier was currently in her own residence, the Xian Famen Temple. Actually, a few days ago, Yier had just returned to the temple; it was only because Teacher Uncle Zhang was not in Jiangnan that she took advantage of the opportunity.

Yier sighed softly every time he heard a lecture from his father. It felt like he was tired of hearing that babble almost every time he came home. Either because of the evaluation of his activities or his martial arts skills, which, according to his father, were still not good enough. However, Yier never took his father's words to heart because it would be useless if he thought about his father's scathing words, which wo
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