Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself, then stepped away.
"Scripture Pavilion?"
The Zen Room was very close to the Scripture Pavilion, and as Ye Chenfeng passed by, he caught sight of it.
The Scripture Pavilion of the Shaolin Temple has always carried an air of mystery.
The Cultivation Technique Manuals housed inside have long been coveted by many, and there have been numerous attempts by ill-intentioned individuals to infiltrate and steal from Shaolin's Scripture Pavilion.
Therefore, upon seeing the Scripture Pavilion, Ye Chenfeng instinctively paused.
However, he merely took a few more glances; despite his curiosity, he had no intention of sneaking into the Pavilion.
Besides, there might be some sort of sweeping Divine Monk inside the Pavilion.
It would be awkward if he barged in and triggered an incident.
Leave!
After leaving the area, the previously vanished scent reappeared.
