"Chiriku (Fahai), greetings, Abbot."
Seeing Huiyan arrive, Chiriku immediately pressed his palms together and bowed.
Guy followed close behind and performed the same salute.
Huiyan nodded slightly, but his gaze did not immediately fall upon the two of them.
Instead, he first swept his eyes over the surroundings of Listening Wind Cliff.
His gaze lingered for a moment on the large swath of craters in the distant mountainside.
Those had been left behind when Chiriku demonstrated "Welcome Approach: Thousand-Armed Murder."
He already understood.
"Chiriku, were you just teaching Fahai the 'Sage Clan Talent'?"
Huiyan's voice was calm, betraying neither pleasure nor anger.
"Yes, Abbot."
Chiriku answered respectfully and shifted slightly aside to make room.
Only then did Huiyan's gaze fall upon Guy.
A barely perceptible ripple flashed through the depths of those ancient-well-like eyes.
"What was that blood-red fist force that soared into the sky just now, filled with chilling killing intent?"
Guy stepped forward, pressed his palms together, and answered frankly:
"In reply to the Abbot, it was this disciple's 'Welcome Approach: Thousand-Armed Murder.'"
The moment his words fell.
A burly, stern-faced middle-aged monk behind Huiyan.
Immediately stepped forward and shouted harshly:
"Nonsense! That was absolutely not the Wrathful Vajra Fist of 'Welcome Approach: Thousand-Armed Murder'!"
"That aura was violent and bloody, brimming with slaughter. It was utterly different from the compassionate wrath of our Buddhist Vajra!"
"Do not speak recklessly and deceive the Abbot!"
Guy recognized him.
He was the head of Fire Temple's warrior monk hall.
His Dharma name was Hefeng.
He oversaw the cultivation and discipline of the temple's warrior monks.
He had an upright temperament and valued rules above all else.
Guy's expression did not change as he explained:
"Master Hefeng, please see clearly."
"This disciple had just begun learning the 'Sage Clan Talent' and