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"": "Bai Zhi's expression grew colder and darker as he stared sternly at Bai Guang.
"I never said I had anything to do with the Witchfolk, and none of the Buddhist temples ever ruled that I was one."
"Yet you insist on your own judgment, Abbot."
"Now that so many Monk Overseers are in trouble, refusing to let me intervene or release me will get them killed."
"Once I save them, everything will naturally be cleared up."
Bai Guang remained utterly composed.
"Abbot Bai Zhi, would you mind stepping outside? Let me talk to him," Luo Bin said amiably.
Bai Zhi pressed his palms together, then left the room.
Luo Bin pulled the door shut behind him, plunging the room into darkness.
With a soft click, Luo Bin switched on the light.
When he came in, he had noticed that there was a light in here. Bai Zhi simply hadn't turned it on, leaving Bai Guang in prolonged darkness.
The yellowish Tungsten Filament Lamp was old and covered in cobwebs.
Luo Bin walked up to Bai Guang and studied his face with a smile.
Bai Guang met Luo Bin's eyes.
He seemed to be sizing Luo Bin up, observing him.
"I am not one of the Witchfolk."
"The other Buddhist temples have no evidence whatsoever. The abbot has lost his reason. He keeps insisting that there was something wrong with the former Chief Monk Overseer, and that there must be something wrong with me, his successor, too. In truth, I know nothing about what Long Phu did behind everyone's backs. His conduct in the temple was flawless. He never gave anything away."
"Let me down, and help me persuade the abbot."
"Then we can be friends. How does that sound?"
Bai Guang's words made his lofty