Venerable Wanfa simply replied, "Sect Master Lin, success depends on effort."
...
"Who could have thought of this?"
At this moment, Chu Liang inside Shenxu Temple was also faced with a shocking scene. The Daoist Master Shenxu who stepped in looked exactly like Senior Brother Yuan from his own Shu Mountain.
If there were any differences, it was probably that his temperament was more transcendent, his authority stronger, and he had three more wisps of a beard, that's all. Still, one could easily see they were two identical people.
"Don't rush," said the middle-aged man across him, gesturing with his hand and smiling, "I am not the person you know. Please, take a seat."
He sat down beside the desk, first pouring himself a cup of tea, then pouring one for Chu Liang. The ropes that had bound Chu Liang fell away on their own and were collected into his sleeve.
