Azure Dragon Temple
"Amitabha. Thank you!"
Fission Monk bowed slightly.
Kōguchi Yoshio left first.
Within a thirty-step radius, only Li Bai and the monk remained. There were no soldiers nearby, either.
"Does Azure Dragon Temple have business with me?"
Li Bai racked his brain, but couldn't find a single memory related to "Azure Dragon Temple."
He had only heard the temple's name for the first time today.
With so little information, he couldn't judge the other party's intentions.
Still, being able to board an official helicopter alongside a representative of the International Criminal Police suggested that the monk had an unusual background.
Of course, some things still seemed questionable. Li Bai held back his doubts and didn't reveal them recklessly.
"Layman, there's no need to be nervous. I've come only on a small matter."
It was clear that Fission Master was doing his best to appear friendly, hoping Li Bai wouldn't feel nervous or afraid.
After all, in certain circles in China, Azure Dragon Temple held a status in the underworld no lower than Zhongnan Mountain, which stood behind the Nine Provinces Xuan Association. Even the Five Elder Peaks couldn't compare.
The monks were all highly educated—Tsinghua or Peking University graduates, at the very least master's degrees from Project 985 universities. They spoke warmly and gently, seeming harmless. Yet the masters of Azure Dragon Temple were respectfully known as "nuclear-powered monks." Each one was a human nuclear weapon, capable of bringing any dispute to a decisive end, whether through words or force.
To Li Bai, every taciturn monk was a show-off. He couldn't quite read the other man's intentions, but still replied cautiously, "Please, Master. Go ahead."
Fission Monk got straight to the point. "I'd like to ask how the temporary action team from Institute 507 is progressing. It seems