Jie Yan cursed furiously, resentment choking him. "What do you mean? You old bastard, you're just jealous of me! You did this on purpose!"
"On purpose, my grandmother's ass!"
Huici sent Jie Yan flying with a kick. "A spineless fool like you, with no money and no men, actually thinks someone would fancy you? She was just using you! What she yearns for is the highest seat of power. You? You don't know your own limits!"
Jie Yan still refused to believe it.
His Liuli lived up to her name: she was a crystal-clear beauty, nothing like the vicious woman they described.
"Someone, lock Jie Yan in the woodshed and keep him under strict guard. We'll decide his punishment tomorrow."
The Discipline Hall's newly appointed enforcer dragged him away and personally stood guard.
Huici stamped his feet in fury. "Junior brother, what are you doing? I wasn't done scolding him! That boy's practically possessed. I won't be satisfied until I knock some sense into him!"
"Since he's already possessed, more words are useless. Let him see reality for himself tomorrow. It's getting late. Senior brothers, you should get some rest too."
Huiming yawned several times in succession and decided to skip the next morning's prayers as well. He would have a nice, comfortable sleep first and deal with things once the great lama arrived.
It was almost noon the next day. The great lama had been sitting in the temple for ages, yet he had not so much as caught sight of Master Huiming.
The other senior monks mentioned in his intelligence were nowhere to be seen either.
The great lama sat until his legs went numb. His cheek twitching, he snapped at a young monk, "Where is the abbot? I've been sitting here for two hours. Why hasn't the