Buddha Tathagata Is Driven Nuts: Does Western Heaven Have to Give Away Its Ceiling?

But when Lin Zhu's palm passed through his Buddha Light and landed squarely on his face, Yaoshi Buddha's expression changed instantly—from incredulous shock, to fury, then to suspicious doubt mixed with alarm, before finally turning into profound humiliation.

She even mentioned one detail: when Lin Zhu slapped Yaoshi Buddha, Yaoshi Buddha spun in place like a top that had been whipped hard, whirling around several times.

The scene had been far too shocking. Even watching from afar, she had been dumbfounded. A Buddha Ancestor of the Eastern Glazed Light World had been publicly slapped into a spinning top by a Half-step Quasi-Saint. No one in the entire Three Realms would have believed it if told, yet it had truly happened.

As Buddha Tathagata listened, the expression on his face shifted from shock to pain, then from pain to an indescribably strange look. He suddenly raised a hand to interrupt Guanyin Bodhisattva and said with a frown, "Slow down."

Guanyin Bodhisattva froze, unsure what she had said wrong.

Buddha Tathagata looked at her with an extremely complicated gaze and slowly said, "We all work for the same organization. We rise together and fall together. Guanyin, have you noticed the excitement in your tone while saying all this? Are you really that happy?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva was stunned by his question. Instinctively, she recalled her tone and expression from earlier, and her lovely face immediately flushed red.

She really had been a little excited.

It was an emotion she herself had not noticed, but after Buddha Tathagata pointed it out, she suddenly understood—while recounting how Lin Zhu had slapped Yaoshi Buddha, she had actually felt a vague sense of satisfaction.

It was an immensely immersive mindset. Without realizing it, she had put herself in Lin Zhu's shoes, imagining how the man who had