But no one paid any mind to these events. After resting, Su Nian followed her usual routine and arrived at the Daoist Temple the next day.
The line of people at the entrance to Su Nian's Daoist Temple was already extremely long, but after last night's events, the queue had grown to a terrifying length.
In addition, a crowd of reporters wielding an array of cameras was staking out the entrance, lying in wait for Su Nian.
The moment they saw Su Nian appear, they grew excited.
"Quick, quick! That's her!"
"She's the Mystic Technique master! Go, go, go! This is definitely a hot story!"
Faced with the crowd surging toward her, Su Nian acted as if she didn't see them and walked straight ahead, a flicker of annoyance in her eyes.
Su Nian already had a short temper. Now, with all these cameras pointed at her, one microphone was nearly jabbing her in the mouth.
