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"": "Yes, Spirit-Transfer Cave already coveted what Luo Bin possessed, and now there was the hatred over the successive deaths.
At least as far as Spirit-Transfer Cave was concerned, the conflict between them had long since become irreconcilable.
Coupled with Miao Na's words, this made Huang Shuang's heart race. He clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.
"Don't worry. Luo Bin isn't that powerful."
"He only managed to hurt you because you were too close and didn't understand him."
"He fled in panic in Corpse King Valley, too. If our people hadn't mistaken him for someone else, Luo Bin would never have gotten out."
"I've already ordered that the moment Luo Bin appears, a hundred corpses are to tear his heart out. How does that sound?" Huang Shuang tilted his head toward the moon, a hint of confident arrogance in his eyes.
"We'd better be cautious. Who knows how much the Miao King taught him over those six months?" Miao Na's tone grew a little steadier.
Huang Shuang said nothing more.
The arrogance faded from his eyes, replaced by contempt.
"Who's there?" Suddenly, Miao Na looked diagonally behind him.
A man emerged from the bushes.
He had dark skin and wore crimson monk's robes that left his shoulder bare.
Kong An paused briefly, seemingly considering his words, before speaking. "Amitabha. This humble monk is Kong An. I have come from a very distant land. I heard you mention a name-Luo Bin?"
"Heaven cherishes all life."
"Lay down the killing blade, and you may attain Buddhahood on the spot."
"The deity does not favor senseless slaughter."
Miao Na froze, his eyes growing colder.
"You know Luo Bin?"
He did not demand to know where this mad monk had come from.
This was Three Perils Mountain. No