At this point, he could no longer contain himself and laid his cards on the table.
He had pondered Buddhism for half his life but ultimately couldn't detach himself from the affection between fellow disciples.
Faced with Han Shan's angry scolding and questioning, Bu Zhong burst into maniacal laughter.
Laughing so hard that tears and snot were about to come out.
He madly said, "Why do you ask? Do you have the face to ask me why? My dear senior brother, keep hitting me, kill me."
"They all like you, they all love you so much."
"The master praises you, others admire you, and what about me? What do I have? I always have to pick up your leftovers, you hypocritical little man, I've always only been fit to live in your shadow."
"What else did I do while you were in seclusion and kept in the dark? Oh, I did quite a lot."
