As Ksitigarbha stood there in a daze, a sentence suddenly rang out in his mind, leaving him utterly floored. I shall make you a Buddha. How fucking grand that sounded! Even Tathagata would not dare say that! For a moment, he could not process it. It was simply mind-blowing.
Watching him, Qin Fen grew impatient. What the hell are you still agonizing over? I've taken a massive loss here. Bringing you over cost me ten thousand Merit, and now I've offended Spirit Mountain and been set up by the Jade Emperor. A whole basket of bullshit! If I don't find something interesting to do, how am I supposed to recoup my losses?
Qin Fen had thought it through. Since rain would fall and widowed mothers would remarry regardless of anyone's wishes, he might as well throw caution to the wind. If the Jade Emperor wanted trouble, let him cause trouble. If Tathagata wanted to play, he would keep playing. I've really had enough. Come at me, all of you! Worst case, I'll open another branch base and start over with the Demon Tribe. I'll go hang out with Old Ox. What can you do to me then?
This time, the tough-as-nails man's temper had snapped. Jade Emperor, I've had enough of your schemes. And you, Tathagata-what business is it of yours if I open a nightclub? You've twisted it into this mess. Are people allowed to run a business or not? Can't you let ordinary folks have something to look forward to? Why is getting anything done so damn hard these days?
Chef Qin would not bow to force. No backing down-just go for it. First, he would get something out of this to make up for his losses. If Ksitigarbha became a Buddha, surely he would have to compensate