Xuan Hui almost spat out a mouthful of blood when she heard the clamor of these people!
However, the law did not punish the masses, so he could only focus his hatred on Yun Chujiu.
What kind of Buddha power condensed into a substance? This lone must have found a Buddha Lotus from somewhere else, which was why he made such a fuss.
Now, he was actually using it to buy people’s hearts. She was willing to spend a lot of money, damn it!
At this time, the Little Lonely Buddha, who had just come out of the oven on the stage, said with a compassionate face,
“Everyone, don’t be anxious. After today’s competition is over, this penniless monk will distribute Buddha lotus water at the entrance of Buddha Temple.”
The people below the stage naturally sang praises again, almost kowtowing in worship.
The expressions of the Zen sect’s people were very... subtle. If they did not know that the Little Lonely Buddha on the stage was a fake, they might have believed it a little.
