"This bald donkey speaks ill of me right to my face, if it weren't for the sake of Emperor Tathagata's dignity, see if I wouldn't punch him to death!"
Defrocked Monk Maha He Kuangyang turned his head and glared at the abbot of True Buddha Temple, but in the abbot's eyes, there was no sign of Maha He Kuangyang, as if he were talking to the towering tree.
"How strange! Who is he talking to?"
Li Ping'an watched with surprise at the abbot's odd behavior.
Just then, the towering tree actually spoke:
"Do not talk nonsense, this person is honest-hearted, naturally possessing the Buddha nature and mind. Though currently stubborn and mired in complexity, he will eventually find purity, and his achievements will be extraordinary, surpassing you all. Remember my words and do not hinder him."
The abbot of True Buddha Temple complained:
