"The Buddha's golden corpse bone...I don't remember..."
Lu Bei stroked his chin thoughtfully, his face full of confusion. After a moment, he looked towards She Huan, "Have you seen it? Don't be afraid, just tell the truth. With the Master here, I won't do anything to you."
"No."
She Huan firmly denied.
Good, an excellent reply!
Lu Bei gave him a mental thumbs up, realizing it was his mistake to have underestimated She Huan's intelligence before. However, since it was a thing of the past, he didn't feel the need to apologize now.
Monk Yuantong was looking for the Buddha's bones, and Lu Bei did indeed know about it. He'd encountered demon magic in the secret region, using the skeleton of a Buddhist fervent.
At that time, fearing the demon's seemingly invincible vitality, he had smashed the Buddha's bone into dust with a Rising Dragon Sword Fist. In other words, he had nonchalantly scattered the ashes of Monk Yuantong's brother.
