"Longlin Sinpo..." Luo Muye's expression changed again.
Kari Sinpo, disguised as Kong An, spoke in a low voice, his eyes icy. "No Sinpo has ever been allowed to switch Black City Monasteries. There is no precedent, unless that monastery's Sinpo dies without an heir of his bloodline. You want Kong An to become your Sinpo? Then are you prepared to die?"
"Did Sinpo Baqin tacitly approve all this?"
"Or did you act on your own, without permission?"
Beads of sweat rolled down Luo Muye's forehead. For a moment, he could not speak.
The two Sinpos began closing in on Luo Muye, one from the front and one from behind. Their relentless interrogation continued. "I want to know how much power you have outside your own Black City Monastery. Can you still intimidate us?"
Sweat poured from Luo Muye. He could not watch the front without also watching his back.
But in truth, whichever one he watched, it would make little difference...
He simply was not that powerful. He relied entirely on the Living Buddha's Gau Bone Beads and his bloodline to command the deities Within Black City Monastery.
And... where was Kong An?
Why was Kong An nowhere to be seen, while two Sinpos from elsewhere were inside the monastery instead?
Suddenly, Kari Sinpo thrust a hand out from his loose Monk's Robe!
A small, thin figure was shoved out!
With a series of dull thuds, the body tumbled seven or eight meters and stopped at Luo Muye's feet. It lay faceup, a smile lingering on its lifeless face.
A Vajra Pestle was buried deep in its heart!
Luo Muye felt as though he had plunged into an ice cellar. Kong An had been killed?
"It seems you never received Sinpo Baqin's permission. You actually dared deceive him and come