Monk Liao Kong naturally knew that with the Princess possessing such great destiny, making her acknowledge him as her master and using her fate to help him reach greater heights wouldn't be easy.
But he hadn't expected retribution to arrive so swiftly.
But even so, what of it?
He wanted to take a disciple; who would dare stop him? Who *could* stop him?
In short, even though Monk Liao Kong had been struck by lightning and charred black, he still firmly believed that as the foremost Buddhist figure in the Central Plains, no one could prevent him from accepting a disciple.
With these thoughts, he teleported in front of Ji Youyuan. "Mr. Ji, isn't it rather inappropriate to leave just like this?"
