Transmission Hall.
Jiang Fan stepped out, jesting, "Is the Bodhisattva making final arrangements?"
Seeing Jiang Fan composed and still in a mood for joking, the Heavenly Listening Bodhisattva smiled:
"Master Jiang is quick to see through life and death, indeed possessing deep wisdom; you have the makings of a Buddha Son."
"This time you come to my White Horse Temple, are you planning to join our Buddhism?"
Jiang Fan smiled slightly, "Even a dying Buddha Son is accepted without hesitation?"
The Bodhisattva smiled and brushed past the comment, asking, "Master Jiang, you rarely visit the Three Treasures Hall without a reason. May I ask what important matter brings you here?"
Jiang Fan's arrival came as a bit of a surprise.
What person or matter could be worthy of Jiang Fan personally visiting White Horse Temple?
Suddenly, he thought of someone, his expression turning enlightened.
"She is still in the dungeon." The Bodhisattva said calmly.
