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Su Xin's feud with Shaolin Temple could not be settled. Although Shaolin Temple wasn't making a move against him now, that was only because of all the various concerns holding them back.
For one thing, the Taoist School was on the rise. Zaohua Taoist School alone was enough to keep Shaolin Temple firmly in check, so they didn't dare make a move against Su Xin.
What's more, Su Xin's influence in the jianghu was at its height. He was also one of Great Zhou's Four Great Constables, and even Ji Haodian held him in high regard. All this made Shaolin Temple even less willing to act.
The current abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ku, was an exceptionally patient man. Whatever else could be said of him, he was certainly formidable when it came to biding his time.
Under his leadership, Shaolin Temple wasn't as powerful as it had been under the previous abbot, Xuan Tan, but at least it hadn't suffered any major losses.
Still, if Su Xin had the chance, he wouldn't mind giving Shaolin Temple a hard time. Their feud couldn't be settled anyway, so he didn't mind making it even worse.
Su Xin spent the entire day in his study. Qi Long and Huang Bingcheng were puzzled about what he was doing in there. Just as they were about to go in and ask, Su Xin came out.
"Old Huang, prepare a calling card for me and deliver it to the Western Border Esoteric Sect," Su Xin said.
Huang Bingcheng nodded, but the moment he turned around, he froze.
"The Western Border Esoteric Sect? Boss, did you say that by mistake?" Huang Bingcheng's mouth fell open in astonishment.
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