Compromise, Everything Has Its Karma

"Are you that sure the Great Living Buddha will listen to me?" I asked Yangjin.

A trace of delight appeared on her face when she heard that. It seemed she knew very well about the connection between the Great Living Buddha and me.

She said, "Yes. If you go and plead with the Great Living Buddha, he will definitely spare the Tumba Family. He can also settle things with The Officials. If The Officials want to gain a foothold in Tibet, they cannot do without their support. What does a mere Tumba Family amount to? Besides, we can compensate The Officials for their losses. We have Gold Mountain, with more gold than we could ever use. Those people in The Officials love money. As long as we give them enough, killing a few soldiers will become nothing worth mentioning, won't it?"

I had to admit, she was stating a fact.

Given the nature of those Qing Dynasty officials, they really would take the money and write off what had happened before.

Of course, they coveted the Tumba Family's Gold Mountain and wanted to claim it for themselves. But after this incident, they should have seen how much the Great Living Buddha protected the Tumba Family. They would have to weigh whether it was worth doing so. At a time like this, as long as they could be guaranteed continuing benefits, this matter would probably be allowed to fade away.

The most important thing was my attitude.

The Great Living Buddha had previously sent someone to remind me to leave the Tumba Family. That single word, "leave," revealed many things.

The Great Living Buddha had long known that I was not the real Tangba Tusi. He knew I had a connection with him. He hoped I would stay out of the