"Who are you?"
Chen Fangtai frowned at the monk who had appeared out of nowhere.
He was still flesh and blood, but he had undergone the Armored Warrior's baptism, and its lingering effects had not entirely faded. The moment the monk walked in, Chen Fangtai knew he was no ordinary man. He had power of his own.
But so what?
Here in the Huai Region, I can do as I please!
His brow relaxed. "You're an Outsider. Instead of chanting sutras in your courtyard, you've come here to spread wild claims and mislead people. Leave at once!"
The wizened old man hurried forward. "My King, this master has an extraordinary background. Even His Majesty treats him with the utmost courtesy!"
The monk shook his head, his expression calm. "This humble monk would naturally prefer to sit Before the Buddha and pay no heed to worldly affairs. But if sitting quietly brings disaster to one's door, who could remain seated?"
Without waiting for Chen Fangtai to answer, he continued, "With a single order from Your Highness, if this humble monk had not hurried here, who knows when someone might have stormed into the temple and taken everything it rests upon? How could I go on chanting sutras?"
"Exactly!"
"We were sitting at home behind closed doors, and calamity fell from the sky!"
"There's no sense in it!"
The monk's words seemed to set off the crowd. One after another, the people in the room cried out against the injustice.
Together with the uproar outside the residence, their voices plunged the scene into chaos. It had the feel of a storm about to break.
The force of it left Chen Fangtai dizzy and a little afraid. What if a People's Uprising really broke out? He had only a few Soldiers at his