In the Mahavira Hall, the Maitreya Buddha still wore a constant smile, his large belly open with joy.
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"When Maitreya appears, the land will flourish with joy, disciples will be numerous, remember to think of him sincerely, hold him in your heart."
The young novice monk mumbled incessantly as he swept layer after layer of the steps outside Maitreya Temple.
Soon, he caught sight of the figure of a man walking slowly towards him, and shivered uncontrollably.
As he turned to run, a hand appeared above his head, pinning him in place.
"Chen Yi—benefactor…" the young monk stammered nervously.
Chen Yi asked casually, "When will the entire village be liberated?"
The young monk dared not move a single muscle, his lips trembling.
Then, Chen Yi calmly said his next words:
"If you don't speak, I'll kill you with one strike. After all, you're not innocent."
Panic-stricken, the young monk hurriedly replied:
