Xiao Hua swayed twice in midair. It was only because of his good temperament that he had not acted already; anyone else would likely have made a move long ago.
Xiao Hua took a deep breath and asked, "I know that you refuse to let this old man go to Danliang Kingdom because you claim the person I seek is not there. But is that person Xiao Jun? This old man merely wishes to ask Xiao Jun a few questions, not take his life. What are you afraid of? Besides, this old man already met Xiao Jun at Yaotai Mountain. If I harbored any ill intent, why did I not act there? Why insist on following him all the way to Danliang Kingdom? Or perhaps... who do you think this old man is looking for?"
"Amitabha, this humble monk knows nothing of any of it!" The old monk knew nothing when asked three questions. "Senior, please return."
"Then..." Xiao Hua drew another breath and asked, "Is Xiao Jun in Danliang Kingdom?"
"I do not know!" the old monk replied again. "Senior, please return."
"This old man..." Xiao Hua opened his mouth, and a streak of azure light shot forth. In an instant, the sword light of a flying sword was pressed against the old monk's brow, touching his withered skin.
Yet the old monk did not even blink. He said softly, "Amitabha. This humble monk knows he is no match for Senior. If Senior wishes to kill me, then please do so. The Buddha is compassionate; this humble monk will submit to Senior's disposal."
"What is wrong with you... Why would this old man kill someone for no reason?" Xiao Hua was so angered that he had nowhere to vent it. With a cold snort, he ignored the old monk,