"Many thanks to the True Person for subduing that demon and saving this humble Taoist's life." Liu Taizhen bowed deeply to Ling Qing, thanking him profusely.
"It was not this poor Taoist who saved you, but him." Ling Qing pointed at the Skanda statue standing beside them.
"It? It was him!" Liu Taizhen suddenly recalled the scruffy monk he had encountered during the day.
After entering the city and walking only a short distance, he had been attacked for no reason by a young man.
Fortunately, a young man and a monk had managed to talk that person down.
After asking around, he learned that the monk had also come to Zhou Manor to subdue demons, and he felt somewhat displeased with Master Zhou.
He thought, 'You invited a monk, yet you also invited an old Taoist. What sense does that make?'
Still, he did not vent his anger on the monk. Instead, he invited him to travel together and see what Master Zhou had to say.
The monk carried this Skanda statue on his shoulder and accompanied him to Zhou Manor. Master Zhou assumed the monk had come with him and entertained them both.
During the banquet, Master Zhou learned of Taoist Liu's dissatisfaction and discovered that he had been deceived by the monk. He immediately threw the monk out.
However, the Skanda statue had been left behind.
"This was left behind by that monk? It actually managed to subdue Granny Huang. Does the True Person know who he is?" Taoist Liu asked.
"Ji Dian, the monk from Hidden Spirit Temple." Ling Qing stepped before the Skanda statue, examined it, and said.
"So it was him." Liu Dao Qing suddenly understood.
He often drifted about Lin'an City, so naturally he had heard Daoji's name.
He had simply never seen