"Benefactor Zhou, it's not that this old monk is unwilling to help. The truth is, I simply can't see what the problem is." Master Yuan Yi looked at Zhou Mingchun, his expression tinged with helplessness. "Perhaps my skills are too shallow. Why not seek out another expert, or perhaps the Demon Suppression Division, and see if they can think of something?"
"I asked the Demon Suppression Division to help too, but they didn't find anything unusual either." Zhou Mingchun looked helpless.
The Demon Suppression Division hadn't found anything unusual either?
A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Chen's eyes. Zhou Mingchun had evidently been no ordinary person to earn an audience with Master Yuan Yi. It wasn't surprising that he could get the Demon Suppression Division involved.
What was surprising was that they hadn't found anything either. Even Lin Chen couldn't help wondering whether this really was all just a coincidence.
Master Yuan Yi pressed his palms together and shook his head slightly. "Benefactor Zhou, you should seek another expert. This old monk and Vajra Temple are truly unable to help."
That was practically saying it was all a coincidence. In these circumstances, Master Yuan Yi was powerless to do anything.
"Master..."
"Qi Jie, see him out!"
Zhou Mingchun wanted to say more, but Master Yuan Yi cut him off. Since there was clearly nothing supernatural going on, Master Yuan Yi couldn't keep getting involved.
As a Buddhist Cultivator with genuine skill, Master Yuan Yi usually left the reception of worshippers to ordinary monks. He had already shown Zhou Mingchun plenty of courtesy by meeting with him time and again.
Seeing that Vajra Temple wouldn't help any further, Zhou Mingchun turned to Lin Chen. "Master Lin, could you take a look?"
"Me?"
Lin Chen froze, then looked toward Master Yuan Yi.