"Amitabha..."
Fahai put his hands together, shifted his gaze, and then immediately changed the subject.
"What the benefactor said is absolutely correct, it was my impatience..."
"Hehe, don't try to fool me with your excuses."
Facing Fahai's words, Fang Zheng sneered.
"Isn't your Buddhism's favorite saying that the sea of bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, putting down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha instantly, thinking apologizing makes everything okay? The Japanese even commit seppuku, yet you don't even bend at the waist, just admitting the fault and it's over? If apologies worked, why would we need the police... or rather, why would we need aides?"
At this point, Dugu Sword Saint couldn't help but chime in.
"Your demonic nonsense, insulting Zen Master Fahai here, it's utterly disrespectful!"
"Shut up."
However, before Dugu Sword Saint finished speaking, Fang Zheng gave him a cold glance and interrupted him.
