"???"
How had Yang An known about this when he had never mentioned it? How did Zhuanyu know?
"Master..."
Yang An intended to come clean and use this chance to tell him about Guang An.
That was right. His Dharma name was Guang An. He was a Gami at Great Virtue Temple and had become the attendant monk of Great Virtue Temple's newly appointed Buddha Child!
But before he could speak, Zhuanyu interrupted him.
"No need to say more. I know you are a clever man, but remember this as well: Golden Thread Pavilion and Great Virtue Temple have been enemies for many years. The infiltration between us has long since branched and leafed out. I have quite a few informants within Great Virtue Temple too, hehe."
"..."
This Old Man... was he warning me?
But even if you wanted to warn me, you should at least get the facts straight first.
Yang An was speechless.
This was his second silence before Zhuanyu, and in Zhuanyu's eyes, his silence amounted to tacit admission.
"You did very well. You approached Great Virtue Temple's Buddha Child without making a sound. That was a masterstroke. As expected, I did not misjudge you."
Naturally, after the warning came praise. After striking with a stick, one ought to offer a carrot. An old routine.
"You flatter me, Master."
Yang An appeared exceedingly modest as well. Since Zhuanyu already knew, there was no need to waste more breath.
Wasn't everything he had done meant to make Zhuanyu misunderstand? Now that goal had unexpectedly been achieved. It was a good omen.
"Tell me about the task I gave you."
Zhuanyu abruptly changed the subject.
Yang An could not help muttering to himself, both expectant and suspicious.
This Old Man wasn't going to make him kill the Buddha