Su He was surprised to see inside Gujing Pavilion, a slim and graceful fairy stood beneath the peach tree, looking this way with a mixture of shyness and anticipation.
Master Ci Fang stepped in, passing the triple relic in his hand to Qian Qianzi. The instant he raised his hand, all the measures on the avatar's body disappeared, leaving only the Buddha light from the relic.
Qian Qianzi stared blankly at the body.
The old monk blinked and with a thud, threw the triple relic avatar on the ground, "Damn it! The bastard has run off to escape his marriage!"
He looked up to the north, "Where are the Eighteen Arhats!"
Eighteen streams of Buddha light soared to the sky from the northern courtyard.
Master Ci Fang brought his hands together in prayer with a compassionate look, "Go catch that bastard! Break his legs!"
