"Huh?" Master Duanchen was at a loss. Benefactor Lu, is your way of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue to bring a whole crowd back with you?
"This one practices the Dual Cultivation of Joy."
"This one wants to kill himself."
"This one knows hypnotism..."
Lu Yang introduced where each of them had come from. Every one of them had quite a story to tell. Never mind what they'd planned to do—their capture alone had been no easy feat, and couldn't be summed up in a sentence or two.
When he got to the last person, Lu Yang said earnestly, "Good thing Old Meng and I sensed something big was going to happen during the festival. We couldn't settle down, so we kept an eye out for anything unusual in the city. Look—we found them all, didn't we?"
Master Duanchen broke out in a cold sweat. These people were all serious threats. If Benefactor Lu and Benefactor Meng had missed even one of them, the Buddha Bathing Festival would have been doomed.
Still, it wasn't that he'd failed to prepare properly. These troublemaking cultivators had all acted in secret. Even if he'd sent more people out on patrol, they wouldn't have found anything amiss.
"May I ask how the two benefactors found these people? Could you teach this humble monk a few tricks?"
Lu Yang waved a hand and said modestly, "There's no trick to it. We just had the World-Honored One's blessing."
Master Duanchen was moved. That was indeed the only possibility. Otherwise, even if the two of them had kept their spiritual senses active and searched, they couldn't possibly have found everyone.
"It seems the two benefactors are blessed with deep fortune."
"Then, Master, you'll have to handle these people. The top eight should be decided soon, so