"To be honest, Old Zen Master, I do have a matter for which I need your help. It seems that only your help will be the most convenient!" Jiang Liu nodded in response to Zen Master Fahai's words.
"Oh? Cough, cough, is there something where I can be of assistance? Please, don't hesitate to say it..."
Despite looking quite weak, Fahai's words were full of loyalty and righteousness, as if he was just short of patting his chest to assure he could handle it all.
"It's like this: I see that Zen Master Fahai's prestige in this village is unmatched, right?" Jiang Liu started, questioning Zen Master Fahai.
Indeed, Zen Master Fahai stationed himself at the northernmost part of this village, with only some wooden branches forming a very simple fence, yet it can hold back everyone.
Is it his strength that makes people fear him? No, it's his prestige that makes people believe in him.