Pang Guang was speechless. He sighed inwardly, acknowledging that there would always be someone with a bigger brain than him.
He had believed the Great Buddhist Temple to be unparalleled in its scams.
Unexpectedly, another temple held even greater audacity in their ways.
He had initially thought a monk's way of accumulating wealth was nothing more than collecting more incense money and selling fake Buddhist artifacts.
Compared to the real masterminds, the Great Buddhist Temple seemed like an honest child.
Compared to plain cash, real estate was what the real big players were concerned about.
"If this continues, will the houses I bought for my parents in the city be named Pure Land First Grade, Zen Forest Elegant Residence, Ten Directions Spring City, or Jungle Grand Buddhist Court?" Pang Guang pondered, amusement creeping into his voice.
