"Two elders, being men who have renounced worldly pursuits, and even more so as those from Ling Mountain, how can you demand yellow and white things (money) from this poor monk?"
"Could it be that you're not afraid of Buddha's reproach?"
Tang Xuanzang frowned and rebuked harshly, the color of disapproval in his eyes seemed about to spill over.
In this manner.
Ananda and Maha Kajia were suddenly startled.
They hadn't thought that this scholarly-looking Tang Xuanzang, when angry, would show faint hints of the formidable Vajra.
However.
Originally, they came here with ill intentions, naturally they wouldn't be frightened by Tang Xuanzang.
"Haha~ My Ling Mountain's Mahayana Buddhism is a supreme sutra, do you think you can just take it away for free?"
"Moreover, your disciple just bit and damaged a gold pillar outside the temple, do you intend to skimp on paying for it?" Maha Kajia sneered.
"You..."
Tang Xuanzang was at a loss for words, unsure of what to say.
