The event came to a successful conclusion, and Joan immediately turned around and went to stand before Venerable Wuchen.
"Greetings, Venerable Wuchen."
"This humble monk greets you, benefactor."
The two parties exchanged greetings and saluted each other. For a moment, they were remarkably courteous.
Setting aside the fact that the various religious sects were in competition with one another, both of them were missionaries. On that point, they unexpectedly had plenty to talk about, and the conversation was quite lively.
Seeing this, Joan seized the opportunity to make a proposal.
"Venerable, I truly feel as though we met too late. Why don't I entertain you for the next little while?"
Seeing this, Venerable Wuchen instinctively tried to refuse.
"There's no need to trouble yourself, benefactor..."
However, before he could finish, Joan interrupted him.
"What trouble is there? I happen to have some free time over the next few days."
At this point, Joan suddenly changed tack.
"Could it be that Venerable looks down on me?"
"Ah, this... Then I'll have to trouble you, benefactor."
His escape route had been blocked in an instant. Venerable Wuchen had nowhere to run and could only accept.
Clearly, this was not a good thing for him. Venerable Wuchen soon witnessed Joan's might.
After all, to the people of Great Zhou, Venerable Wuchen was at most a mild-looking stranger. They did not mind chatting with him, but that was the extent of it.
Joan, on the other hand, was the State Religion's archbishop and the spiritual leader of countless believers.
With Joan by his side, Venerable Wuchen instantly lost all sense of presence.
During this time, Venerable Wuchen also tried to find a breakthrough directly through Joan.
However, whenever he spoke to her about Buddhist Dharma, she would turn around and start preaching the State