This Monk Has Incredible Arm Strength!

"Greetings, Daimyo."

The Daimyo of the Land of Fire appeared.

Everyone present, including the monks of the Fire Temple, the Daimyo's guards, and even Abbot Huiyan,

bowed in salute, their manner respectful.

Guy frowned slightly.

Though he found it strange that this lofty Daimyo would speak up for him,

this was clearly not the time to dwell on it.

After a brief hesitation, he pressed his palms together and performed a standard Buddhist salute.

The Daimyo stepped out of his palanquin, swept his gaze around, and finally settled it on Guy.

"This young master remained calm in danger, treated his companions, pursued the criminal, and acted openly and honestly. His strength is also formidable."

"I believe he would not do something so vile."

"That villain must have seen there was no hope of escape and taken his own life."

After he said that, the others looked surprised,

but no one spoke up to refute him.

Guy's eyes narrowed slightly at the sight.

Though he had always looked down on these pampered Daimyos,

the attitudes of everyone present made it clear just how terrifyingly high the Daimyo's status was throughout the Land of Fire.

"Amitabha. Your Excellency is indeed perceptive. This old monk admires you."

Abbot Huiyan pressed his palms together and replied calmly.

The Daimyo smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze from Guy, and looked toward the road up the mountain.

"Let us go. We shall head up the mountain."

Among the crowd, the capable-looking young guard spoke hesitantly.

"My lord, after this assassination attempt, the area around the Fire Temple may no longer be safe. How about... we return for now?"

The Daimyo shook his head slightly, his tone casual yet firm.

"No need. Since we have come, we should pay our respects to Buddha before returning. Besides..."

His gaze