The grass on the grave of a kind and soft-hearted person would probably be as tall as a man. How could he have lived to this day?
The green-robed man was furious and sneered, "
"I'm afraid that even the water in heavens reaching River could not wash it away. Why do you pretend to be innocent? why are you using insinuations in front of an honest person?"
When the Buddhist cultivator sitting in the middle of the Lotus platform heard his sarcasm, his brows did not move, as if he did not hear it. He just chanted loudly in a righteous manner, "
"Amitabha!"
"F * ck your mother!"
The Buddhist cultivator was unmoved by force or persuasion. The green-robed man's attack did not work, and his persuasion did not work. The anxiety, anger, and resentment that had accumulated at this time turned into a strong killing intent.
"Since you refuse my offer and insist on seeking death, I'll send you to hell!"
