Sob! Sob! Sob!
A female Daoist wept, like pear blossoms drenched in rain.
Wang Quan wrapped an arm around her slender waist, treating her only as a childhood sweetheart, and comforted her softly. "Don't cry, senior sister!"
His senior sister looked up, her tearful eyes shattered, and kept pounding his chest with her little fists. "It's all your fault, you rotten junior brother! You smothered the old temple master to death."
Wang Quan was aghast. "Senior sister, you've misunderstood me!"
"I only saw how badly Master was coughing. I was helping him."
His senior sister did not believe a word of it. "Really?"
Wang Quan thumped his chest. "Truer than pure gold!"
"Listen to how strong and powerful my heartbeat is, without any abnormal sounds! That's enough to prove my sincerity."
The many senior Daoists suddenly understood and all turned to look at the senior sister who had raised the question.
His senior sister stood on tiptoe and listened to Wang Quan's heartbeat.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
His heartbeat was strong and powerful, and his senior sister's little heart also began pounding wildly. "It really is!"
"You really are sincere."
Wang Quan smiled.
The new temple master smiled.
The other senior Daoists smiled too.
Wang Quan led a group of childhood sweethearts and childhood friends in congratulating the new temple master and acknowledging his position.
The other senior Daoists did the same.
Finally, Wang Quan said earnestly, "Temple master, I see that this boy Xiao Ming refuses to come out to pay his respects to you, acknowledge you, or obey you."
"This boy must be inhuman, harboring evil intentions!"
"Why not drag him out and chop him down to intimidate the other petty villains?"
The new temple master's eyes lit up. "That makes sense."
He was just about to order Xiao