Seeing that Daoist Master Ma had fallen silent, Zhuang Haoyun raised another finger. "Second, your Azure Mountain Ancestral Tablet was of no help to my son. Last time, I spent nearly six hundred thousand to reach that conclusion."
Daoist Master Ma also knew that the ritual itself had cost five hundred thousand, and with the additional expenses, saying it was nearly six hundred thousand was not an exaggeration.
He really wanted to ask, if the Ancestral Tablet was useless, why had Zhuang Haoyun forcibly borrowed it?
But recalling the two muffled thunderclaps he had just heard in his ears, he decided to keep quiet for now.
Zhuang Haoyun raised his ring finger. "Third, my child's recovery needs time. I want him to stay at Luohua Manor, so I borrowed your Ancestral Tablet for a few days for Master Feng to study... If he's happy, my son's matter will be easier to resolve."
That was simply too insulting. The dignified Azure Mountain Ancestral Tablet could only be handed over for someone to study?
Daoist Master Ma's expression darkened further. After waiting a while and seeing that Zhuang Haoyun had nothing more to say, he gave a sinister laugh. "This Ancestral Tablet is the heritage of Azure Mountain and concerns secrets passed down by our patriarchs that are not to be taught outside the sect... Do you know your crime?"
Zhuang Haoyun sneered. "Secrets not to be passed on? Don't make me laugh... Do you have a patent?"
Do you have a patent... Those four words left Daoist Master Ma utterly choked. He stood there dumbfounded for a long while before snorting coldly. "Benefactor Zhuang certainly has courage!"
"I'm really not joking with you." Zhuang Haoyun spoke with utmost seriousness. "I spent nearly six hundred thousand and didn't even hear a peep.