The Ghost King wasn't interested in what He Dazhi had to say. He turned and headed for the tents the Ghost King Sect disciples had put up.
Only after the Ghost King had left did He Dazhi lean close to Tian Buyi's ear and quietly explain, "Little Junior Brother and Xiaofan beat him up, so I brought him to camp to treat his wounds."
"Is he trustworthy?" Tian Buyi asked, looking at He Dazhi with a solemn expression.
He Dazhi shook his head. "If I hadn't taken Little Junior Brother and the others into town to distract them, I was afraid they'd beat him up again."
"Has that brat become this lawless?" Hearing He Dazhi's words, Tian Buyi glared at his youngest disciple, who was chasing Big Yellow nearby.
"I'm not too sure about the details, either. I didn't have a chance to ask what happened beforehand!" He Dazhi watched Big Yellow darting all over the place as Little Gray leaped onto Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder and bounced around, chirping "squeak, squeak" as if cheering Big Yellow on.
"Find a chance to question him properly. If there's nothing suspicious, let him leave." After saying this, Tian Buyi turned and went to the carriage to continue examining Jiang Feng.
He Dazhi smiled as he watched Tian Buyi leave, then turned toward the large monk walking over.
"Everyone calls me Killing Monk!" He Dazhi led the large monk aside and began asking him questions.
Unexpectedly, after only a few questions, the large monk laid everything out plainly.
As it turned out, the large monk wasn't originally from Qing Province. He had been orphaned at a young age and rescued by a kind wandering monk, so he had entered the Buddhist order and followed the monk on his travels all the way here. Who