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Xuan Ming was truly enraged over the matter of the Medicine King Hall. If this incident had not come to light, it would likely have remained buried within Shaolin Temple for a lifetime.
Jue Cheng's talent might have been lacking, but no matter how lacking it was, he was still a Spirit Transformation Realm martial artist of Shaolin Temple. He had elders and masters, and he had the right to receive Shaolin Temple's cultivation resources. Yet these people had actually been so audacious as to withhold them.
No matter what those who had decided to withhold those things had been thinking—whether they had wanted to line their own pockets or merely save the pills for disciples with better talent—such actions were absolutely unforgivable.
It was only because Jue Cheng was so honest that, despite being bullied like this, he harbored not the slightest resentment.
But if Jue Cheng had truly developed hatred in his heart, and some ill-intentioned person had infiltrated Shaolin Temple and bewitched him into doing something irreparable, Xuan Ming did not even dare think about it!
Thus, this matter had to be severely punished and dealt with harshly. It was not only to give Jue Cheng an explanation, but also to show the people of every hall and courtyard in Shaolin Temple the consequences of doing such things.
At this moment, cold sweat streamed down the head of the Medicine King Hall. Clearly, he too understood the gravity of the matter and immediately said, "Abbot, rest assured. I will certainly deal with this matter severely!"
As the head of the Medicine King Hall, he naturally would not do such a thing. Those capable of it had to be some of the stewards beneath the Medicine King Hall.
Most of those stewards were disciples of the Jue