The day passed without incident.
Toward evening the next day, Ren Ye was just preparing to make a show of visiting the gravely poisoned Wang Anquan when Mora's people finally lost patience and came looking for him.
Inside the Logistics Office, the civil official Lao Lu poured Monk Fulai a cup of tea, then said softly, "Lord Zhenyi is still busy with official business. Please wait a moment."
"Hehe, no hurry, no hurry...!" Monk Fulai sat upright in his chair, all his former arrogance gone.
Zhenyi's identity as the Divine Monk's Successor had not only been verified by the Heavenly Radiance Temple of Year 251; even in the present-day Wall-Breaking Divine Dynasty, he had knocked down the divine plaque of the Heavenly Kings Hall with a single finger. So... the "Old Monk" background Fulai had previously gone on and on about no longer gave him any room to put on airs before Zhenyi.
In fact, since the last rebellion ended, Mora had sent more than one group to invite Ren Ye to a banquet. But Ren Ye had always acted as though he could not be bothered, seemingly still steeped in anger over nearly being killed. He also kept displaying, deliberately or otherwise, how close he was to Niu Dali.
He was deliberately provoking Mora, making him feel frustrated and regretful over his earlier recklessness, and pushing him to compete even harder with Niu Dali and spare no effort to win Ren Ye over.
Ren Ye knew why the man had come, so he was in no hurry at all. He dawdled through dinner in the Inner Hall, then took a shit and a bath, dragging things out for well over half a double-hour before finally appearing to meet Monk Fulai.
Tap, tap...!
Leading Daoist Chu, he strode into the