However, a trace of anger flashed across the older monk's face. He turned to look at Zhao Hai and said, " "Doesn't the Shi clan think it's too much? Why did you injure my Junior Brother?"
Zhao Hai looked at the older monk and suddenly laughed, " "What an unreasonable monk. What, is your Buddha realm the master of the myriad realm battlefield? You can only attack others, but others can't fight back. Not only that, but you also tried to steal my cultivation technique and magic tool. This is an irreconcilable enmity. Let alone breaking one of his hands, even if I killed him, he only had himself to blame."
The older monk's face was ashen. He looked at Zhao Hai and snorted, " "The technique you used is from our Buddhist realm, and your magic weapon is from our Buddhist realm. We have evidence."
Zhao Hai was stunned when he heard the elder monk's words. Then, his expression changed, " "Evidence? What evidence?"
