The Answer

Hearing that the Celestial Surveillance Division in Yinling City was being so courteous to him, the abbot of Zhengde Temple looked somewhat flattered and quickly pressed his palms together.

"Amitabha. You are a person of great virtue, benefactor. This poor monk thanks you, but this gift is truly too generous."

"Ah, not at all, not at all. It's just an empty plot of land nobody wanted." Zheng Boqiao, dressed as a Daoist, was exceptionally warm toward the old monk before him.

Listening to this old Daoist and old monk go back and forth, repeating the same old wheel-spinning pleasantries, Li Huowang finally saw the picture clearly. It seemed the Celestial Surveillance Division of Great Liang was absorbing sects and schools that had come from Great Qi.

That made sense. These people had come alongside the citizens of Great Qi, and they were indeed a great source of aid in dealing with the Fa Sect.

"Good, good, good. Master, then it's settled. Since you've only just arrived, I've booked a table of vegetarian dishes at Yuhua Zhai in Yinling City. I hear the food is quite good. I hope the abbot will honor me with your presence."

"You are too courteous, benefactor. This poor monk has already eaten today."

"Master, look, the food is already prepared. Wouldn't wasting it be letting the Buddha down?"

Just as Fangxian Dao was about to pull Chan Du away, Li Huowang, his face full of impatience, stopped them. "I say, Daoist Fang, before you do anything else, have you forgotten something? Don't tell me you only remembered to recruit people for the Celestial Surveillance Division and forgot to interrogate the Fa Sect's great shaman?"

Back in Shang Jing City, he truly had not noticed that Zheng Boqiao was such a chatterbox.

"Daoist Li, don't rush.