The corners of Mage Sanzang's eyes twitched.
It seemed that Tathagata had seen a ghost.
Clearly, Ji Changsheng was framing Buddha Tathagata.
This way, the demon in front wouldn't lose face.
The one who would lose face was Tathagata.
Ji Changsheng saw that the fellow in front of him was still confused, and, feeling that he didn't understand, he continued to frame: "Tathagata, although you've hidden it well, your True Sun Fire has already exposed your identity. Stop hiding. Under the Golden Eyes of this Great Saint, all demons cannot hide. You are Tathagata."
Finally, "Tathagata" regained his senses.
Looking at Ji Changsheng, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Great Saint… Indeed a perceptive eye."
Indeed, he had laid out a good step for him.
Since that was the case, he naturally would go along with it.
"Tathagata, why do you block my master's path here?" Ji Changsheng scolded, "Why do you obstruct my master's way?"
