Chang'an City, Great Buddha Temple.
"What should we do? What do we do now?" The Dragon Subduing Arhat was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth ceaselessly, feeling utterly without a clue.
The Buddha had ordered him to descend to the Lower Realm to guide Master Golden Cicada's reincarnation onto the path of the Journey to the West for Scriptures, but he had not expected to find himself in the current situation.
If Xuanzang were truly to proceed with a wedding ceremony in broad daylight, then even if he were to embark on the Journey to the West for Scriptures later on, it would still be a huge stain on the reputation of the Buddhist Sect.
At such a time, who would bear the responsibility?
As Master Golden Cicada was Buddha's second disciple, should he succeed in his scripture seeking, he was sure to become a Buddha—a tremendous merit. Would he be held responsible?
In the end, wouldn't the responsibility still fall on his shoulders?
