Ch 205: Third Master Rao’s Desperate Gamble
Bai Suzhen never harmed anyone; she even received the Bodhisattva’s approval and could become a celestial being, but Fahai relentlessly pursued her.
It inevitably caused people to develop a feeling of disgust towards Fahai.
Even many monks, who were also monks like Fahai, did not like him.
The Buddha Affinity Convention was still ongoing. Many monks were in Tianlong City. As the Tale of the White Snake’s fame grew, the names of Fahai and several others became widely known.
It also became a topic of conversation for commoners after their meals.
Now everyone in Tianlong City knows that there is a very good story in Misty Rain Tower.
If you don’t even know Fahai when you’re chatting, you might be looked down upon.
Shangguan Wanwan completely fell in love with Li Hanzhou’s storytelling of the Tale of the White Snake. Whenever Li Hanzhou told the Tale of the White Snake, Shangguan Wanwan would be present, listening attentively. She even felt that Li Hanzhou, seriously telling the story, had a unique charm.
Moreover, she thought Li Hanzhou was truly her lucky star. Since Li Hanzhou arrived, messy things disappeared, and she earned more and more money.
Li Hanzhou also discovered that Shangguan Wanwan seemed to have a special obsession with money; she was happy when she saw money.
Recently, Master Rao San also secretly sent people to Misty Rain Tower to listen to the storytelling, mainly to carefully observe Li Hanzhou, but he had no intention of causing trouble, because they felt that there was always something strange about Misty Rain Tower.
Causing trouble there might lead to encountering something strange.
“Master Rao, we’ve observed for a few days, and we found that the storyteller is really nothing special; he’s just a bookworm,” the man beside Master Rao San said with a frown. “There’s absolutely no trace of True Qi flowing in his body. We observed very carefully; he should be an ordinary person. But we still haven’t found out where he came from.”
“A bookworm…”
“So, Copper Hammer’s death was really an accident?”
Master Rao San still found it somewhat unbelievable.
“Master Rao, if you’re still uneasy, why not ask that person to take action?” At this time, the man cautiously said.
Master Rao San pondered for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.
Finally, he sighed softly: “The Prince’s birthday banquet is coming soon, and I haven’t found a congratulatory gift for the Prince yet. It seems I can only go find him.”
“Prepare the carriage!”
Master Rao San ordered.
In a short while, Master Rao San took a carriage and headed towards Tianlong Temple.
The Buddha Affinity Convention ended in the evening, so when Master Rao San arrived, he almost didn’t run into anyone.
“Young Master, please inform Master Huining that Rao San requests an audience.”
The young monk silently accepted the piece of silver that Master Rao San handed over, then respectfully said: “Please wait a moment, gentlemen.”
After a short while, the young monk returned.
“Please follow me.”
The young monk led Master Rao San into the inner courtyard of Tianlong Temple.
On the cushion.
Huining was cultivating; his True Qi was flowing through his body. When Rao San arrived, seeing Huining cultivating, he dared not make a sound and quietly waited aside.
After waiting for half an hour, Huining slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Rao San outside the door: “Come in.”
“Master Huining.”
Rao San bowed respectfully.
“Sit.”
Huining pressed his hand down.
“I came today to request something of Master.” Rao San sat down and spoke directly: “A new storyteller has come to Misty Rain Tower, and there’s something strange about him, but I can’t say exactly what it is. I only hope that Master can, using the authority of Tianlong Temple’s Law Enforcement Hall, expel this person, find an excuse to drive him out of Tianlong City, and prevent him from telling stories at Misty Rain Tower.”
Huining looked at Master Rao San in surprise: “You, Master Rao San, need to ask me to deal with someone in Tianlong City?”
Master Rao San was somewhat embarrassed at this moment; several of his subordinates had already been lost, and even Copper Hammer had died. Naturally, he, Rao San, was a little afraid.
“Master Huining, this is a small token of my esteem.”
Rao San said, taking out a storage bag and handing it to Huining.
Huining looked at the storage bag but did not take it, only saying: “That person is simply telling stories; how can I just drive him away?”
“Master doesn’t know,” Master Rao San quickly said: “This person’s stories slander the Buddhist Sect, fabricate a hateful monk, and promote the Demon Race. This alone is enough to drive him away.”
“Oh? Is there such a thing!” Huining’s eyes narrowed.
“Absolutely true.”
“If he continues to tell these stories, it will definitely affect the image of the Buddhist Sect.” Master Rao San pressed his advantage.
“Good, then since it’s for the reputation of the Buddhist Sect, I’ll make a trip.” Huining put away the storage bag. “Tomorrow morning, I will take people to take a look. If it is indeed as you said, such a person is naturally unworthy of continuing to stay in Tianlong City.”
“Then I’ll trouble Master Huining.” After Master Rao San finished speaking, he looked at Huining’s face and couldn’t help but say: “Master, I see your complexion isn’t very good; it seems you’re injured. Is it serious?”
“It’s nothing.”
Huining shook his head: “Just a minor injury.”
With Tianlong Temple’s high-grade pills for treatment, Huining had recovered much better. His previous serious injury was inflicted by Yun Qianzhu. It was almost healed, but he was severely scolded by Li Hanzhou, causing a surge of Qi and Blood, and then was further injured in his internal organs by the cup that Li Hanzhou threw, worsening his condition, which is why his complexion was so bad.
“It won’t delay your matters; it’s just a storyteller.” Huining knew what Rao San was worried about.
“Yes, with Master’s intervention, there will naturally be no problem.”
Since Huining agreed, Master Rao San felt relieved.
Although he paid a price, it was all worthwhile.
On the way back, in the carriage.
“I’ve run out of patience to waste time with that woman, Shangguan Wanwan,” Master Rao San said coldly. “The thing must be obtained as soon as possible.”
“Master Rao is preparing to act?” the man said in surprise. “Then those who support Shangguan Wanwan…”
“Hmph.”
Master Rao San coldly snorted, murderous intent emanating: “Before, I did fear them, those people left behind by Shangguan Wanwan’s father; I didn’t want to act rashly. But now things have changed, and time is running out. I must get the thing as soon as possible, even if it means offending them. Those people have some power in Tianlong City, but they’re not powerful enough to make me, Rao San, bleed heavily!”
“Yes, I’ll arrange it immediately.”
The man said respectfully.
The next morning.
Misty Rain Tower had just opened, and guests were already overflowing.
Naturally, they all came for today’s Tale of the White Snake.
At the same time, Huining was also on his way to Misty Rain Tower with several warrior monks.
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