PFFT.
Maitreya Buddha almost spat out a mouthful of old blood in anger.
The so-called respect from Sha Chen was worse than no respect at all, a supreme humiliation that filled him with rage.
"Sha Chen, you've gone too far, cease your arrogance."
With a stern shout, Maitreya Buddha gripped the Realm Breaking Hammer in one hand and seized a Nine-ring Tin Staff with the other. The light of Buddhism shone behind him, and golden lotuses sprouted at his feet.
He bellowed, "Since you're so brazen today, don't blame me for not being polite. I'll subdue you and take you to Lingjiu Mountain for punishment."
Sha Chen sneered, "Maitreya, this is the Mustard Space, there are no outsiders here, and this is the territory of Flowing Sand River, where the Heavenly Dao is obscure. Even Saints wouldn't be aware of what happens here, so stop pretending."
Maitreya Buddha huffed, looking around warily.
Apparently verifying the truth of Sha Chen's words.
