Kung Fu Panda Temple Novels & Stories

But as we neared civilization and people began appearing along the road, my peaceful moment was interrupted. Chen slowed the van to a stop as we reached the entrance of Fulong Temple, its old stonework stretching gracefully before us. “Well, here we are,” he said, grinning as he cut the engine. “Let’s head inside and see if we can track down your guy. I know someone who may be able to help.”

"I wanted no disturbance." "You're using your connections well," I murmured, a small smile playing on my lips as I walked slightly ahead of him. The realization that he had cleared the entire park just for me, to give me a moment of peace without the prying eyes of the public, sent a warmth through my chest. As we rounded a bend, the Moon Temple came into view. It was a magnificent marble structure, bleached white by the sun and standing in timeless elegance. We followed the ancient tradition, stepping out of our shoes at the entrance before crossing the threshold into the interior.