"Buddha Ancestor, is it improper to let Yellow Brow cause such a disturbance?" Precious Moonlight Buddha frowned as he looked at the chaotic scene below and asked.
Maitreya, with his eyes downcast and full of smiles, looked very amiable. Holding his prayer beads, he smiled and said, "No worries, since he wanted a share of the merit, he was prepared to lose face."
"Besides, Buddhism is about to face great changes, and I have been in secluded cultivation for years without making a name for myself in the Three Realms. How else can I demonstrate my techniques? After this incident, those who harbor ill intentions towards Buddhism will have to think carefully, and I will have sufficient time to reorganize Buddhism to face the crisis," Maitreya said slowly.
