The next morning, still seething with anger, he went back to Donglin Temple, wanting to confront them... well, actually, he just wanted to play the innocent and see if he could get unsealed.,No longer dwelling on the clothes on his body, after a brief hesitation in the rain, Ouyang Rong continued to throw.,On the tenth throw, the lotus-shaped golden lamp at the mouth of the hole was no longer pulled back by him. The steady resistance travelled from the straight rope to Ouyang Rong's calloused tiger's mouth.。