After being beaten severely by the Dragon Clan and losing control of his mind, the flag had been left behind somewhere on Spirit Mountain. As a result, Lin Zhu, who had been "treasure hunting," had naturally "picked" it up.
"Doesn't it look familiar?"
Lin Zhu smiled as he weighed the Azure Lotus Precious Color Flag in his hand, as though he were merely appraising an ordinary trinket.
"I was wondering whose lost item this was. Who would've thought it belonged to you, Buddha Ancestor? What a coincidence! You just said you hadn't brought any Innate Spiritual Treasures with you. This flag... isn't one?"
The instant Amitabha saw the Azure Lotus Precious Color Flag, his eternally unchanging Golden Body face visibly darkened completely! An almost uncontrollable fury and icy chill spread from him, even causing the surrounding Buddha Light to warp slightly!
This Lin Zhu! Not only was he extorting him, but he had even taken out a treasure "stolen" from him and slapped him in the face with it! This was simply the greatest humiliation!
"This flag... was a protective treasure bestowed by this humble monk upon a disciple under my seat."
Amitabha's voice was no longer gentle. It had turned somewhat sinister as he stared fixedly at the flag in Lin Zhu's hand.
"I ask Benefactor Lin to return it to its rightful owner."
"Return it to its rightful owner?"
Lin Zhu raised a brow, his face displaying an extremely exaggerated look of surprise.
"Buddha Ancestor, that's not what you said just now! You clearly said you had no Innate Spiritual Treasures to give me. Now that I've kindly helped you recover your 'lost' treasure, you're saying it's yours and want it back? So do you have one or not? Or is it that..."
He deliberately drew out the