"Amitabha..."
Fa Hai pressed his palms together, then rolled his eyes before immediately changing the subject.
"What the patron says is quite right. This old monk was too hasty..."
"Heh, don't try to fool me with that routine of yours."
Fang Zheng sneered at Fa Hai's words.
"Isn't Buddhism fond of saying that the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back brings one to shore? That laying down the butcher's knife makes one a Buddha on the spot? You think an apology makes everything fine? Japanese people would at least kneel in dogeza and commit seppuku. You won't even bend at the waist, and one sentence about knowing you were wrong is supposed to settle it? If apologies worked, why would we need constables... no, why would we need yamen runners?"
Hearing this, even Sword Saint Dugu could no longer hold back.
"You demon, what utter nonsense! You dare insult Chan Master Fa Hai here? How utterly rude!"
"Shut up."
Before Sword Saint Dugu could finish, Fang Zheng shot him a cold glance and cut him off.
"Once I'm done dealing with this bald old donkey, I'll settle accounts with you too, you thing that has forgotten its roots and taken thieves for fathers!"
"How dare you...!!"
Sword Saint Dugu's face flushed crimson with rage. He raised the sword in his hand, but Fa Hai immediately stopped him.
"Patron Dugu, please calm yourself."
As he spoke, Fa Hai once again pressed his palms together toward Fang Zheng.
"This patron, this old monk greets you. If this old monk has done anything wrong, I will accept punishment without complaint. But I ask that you do not insult my Buddha..."
"See that?"
Looking at Fa Hai, Fang Zheng sneered again before turning to Xu Xian and the others beside him.
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