"Hahaha." Sha Chen burst into loud laughter. "Supreme Buddhism, your memory seems to be failing you. I have always been at odds with your Buddhism, as incompatible as fire and water. Releasing you would be like freeing a tiger back into the mountains."
Ran Deng Buddha was terrified. In the torrent of time, his physical body was gradually crumbling.
He pleaded desperately, "If you release me, I can act as a mediator and guarantee a resolution to the enmity between you and Buddhism."
"When will the cycle of vengeance end? Lay down the butcher's knife, and you will instantly become a Buddha. River Lord, we have no direct grudge; it's merely a matter of stance. If you release me now, our conflict will surely transform into peace."
Sha Chen laughed again. "Not long ago, you two told me that a smile could erase all grudges, but that was only to get me to agree to your conditions. Once I refused, you turned your backs on me."
