At noon the next day, Nie's City's Leader Manor was packed with people, all of them Chinese.
Leader Manor belonged to Li Jingjing. It was private territory, perfectly suited for holding a Dharma Assembly.
Visitors gathered from all directions. There were no invitations, nor did anyone care about status. As long as they were Chinese, they were allowed in.
Li Jingjing had faith in Master Demonic Monk. She believed that no matter what kind of person came here, they would inevitably be won over and enlightened by Master Demonic Monk.
After all, who could refuse the truth? There was no need to scrutinize the visitors' backgrounds.
And that was indeed the case. At least half the people who came already had a basic understanding of Demonic Monk, this transcendent expert, while the other half were filled with curiosity. Whether they wished to prove or disprove it, everyone eagerly awaited Demonic Monk's appearance.
Zhen Zidan came with his daughter.
Li Xiaolong and Li Lianjie came supporting an elderly couple.
Cheng Long and Jimmy arrived together.
Small groups gathered throughout the courtyard, making it quite lively. Since the Great Depression in Guo Country, the Chinese circle in Nie's City had rarely seen such a bustling occasion. It was not yet time, so everyone began chatting and getting acquainted.
"My name is Wu Jing."
"My name is Yuan Biao, and this is my uncle, Yuan Hua."
"My name is Hong Jinbao."
"My name is Cao Dahua."
"I run a restaurant. What about you?"
"So do I!"
"We all run restaurants? What a coincidence!"
"I came today to observe the master's Dharma Assembly and broaden my horizons."
"This is really something to look forward to."
Where there were believers, there were naturally skeptics.
"Scams like this have become all too common. Usually, they pick