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"So you don't plan on listening, then!"
Ximen Erjin threw Hong Jin to the ground.
"T-That man dares!"
"Senior Brother Abbot!"
Cries of outrage erupted from the Shaolin Temple monks.
"Listen carefully, Shaolin Temple!"
Ximen Erjin shouted at the crowd of Shaolin Temple monks.
"If you don’t want to die, leave behind these stubborn fools who refuse to see reality and follow me."
"Thunder Inheriting Saber! Watch your mouth!" An old monk, his expression anything but compassionate, raised his voice.
"Head Monk of Religious Precepts, Hui Zheng." Ximen Erjin said, calling his name like it was a welcome interruption.
"Yes, if you’re in charge of Shaolin’s precepts, you should be more clear-headed than the rest. Judge the situation rationally."
The Religious Precepts Office was the only truly emotionless branch of the Shaolin Temple, which typically upheld compassion. As its role was to maintain the temple’s laws, it was known for cold and objective judgment.
"Realistically, do you really think this is right?"
"…"
Hui Zheng couldn't easily answer Ximen Erjin's question.
"I'm fine, Head Monk of Religious Precepts." Hong Jin said, placing his hands over Hui Zheng’s, as if to reassure him.
"An Abbot is simply a guide on the path of Zen Buddhism, he's not someone who can tell the monks of Shaolin what to do. I can't force you into a crisis, Senior Brother, just because of a weak monk's stubbornness."
Hong Jin wasn’t blind to reality. He understood why Ximen Erjin was angry, and he knew full well the consequences of his actions.
"So, Head Monk of Religious Precepts… no, Junior Master Uncle Hui...
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