Venliou Buddha's gaze swept over the mocking smile on Chu Xingchen's face, then turned to Hua Wu True Buddha's expression. In mere moments, he had made his calculations:
"Since we have news, we should naturally rush to their aid. But if Hua Wu True Buddha intends to remain here in case of unforeseen circumstances, that is fine too. He and I can go reinforce them."
Golden-Armored Buddha looked at Wen Liu in confusion.
Hua Wu True Buddha all but had the words "something is wrong with me" written across his face. How could they trust him now?
Wen Liu ignored Golden-Armored Buddha's gaze and looked at Chu Xingchen again:
"As for you, Fellow Daoist Chu, this humble monk would still advise you to return and rest soon."
Chu Xingchen said flippantly:
"Are you even a real monk? Calling yourself 'this humble monk' now."
Wen Liu smiled without speaking. The most important thing when dealing with someone sharp-tongued was not to take their words seriously.
Being eloquent was itself a considerable ability, but face-to-face, as long as one refused to take things to heart, that ability would be far less effective.
Wen Liu tugged at Golden-Armored Buddha. A moment later, Buddhist golden light emerged. He deliberately stood in place for a while, as though answering Chu Xingchen's question, before turning into a streak of rainbow light and departing.
Golden-Armored Buddha shot Chu Xingchen a resentful glance, but still followed Wen Liu's suggestion and caught up with him.
Hua Wu True Buddha stood where he was, watching the two leave with a calm gaze.
Chu Xingchen's expression returned to normal, and he said calmly:
"The Buddhist Sect truly teems with talent. The Mundane Buddhas aren't half bad either. He figured it out in no time and tossed the hot potato right back