His gaze finally landed on Chen Sheng. He spoke in a deep voice that rumbled with the power of thunder:
"Fellow Daoist Nie, Fellow Daoist Li, Fellow Daoist Chen! The Government Office has brought a great army to surround Golden Spring Temple. What is the meaning of this? Golden Spring Temple is a pure land of the Buddhist Sect and has always abided by the law. What crime have we committed to deserve this?
Has the court's King's Law become nothing but empty words in Ning'an?!"
"When has the Government Office ever needed to explain its actions to you?"
Chen Sheng glanced at him, his tone flat, yet carrying a cold indifference that kept everyone at arm's length.
He didn't harbor the same bone-deep hatred for Qingfeng Temple as he did for Golden Spring Temple. He had even shown them leniency during the battle on Wushan Mountain.
Unfortunately, they had chosen to advance and retreat as one with Golden Spring Temple.
