154, Return Journey

The pristine white snow fell inside the grey high walls.

The incense in the bronze furnace had burnt down to its end, but the blue smoke still wafted out.

Beside the arena, Taoists, monks, and literati whispered to each other, displaying a variety of expressions.

Bodhisattva Wuzhai no longer paid attention to Zhang Li, but instead, with the turning of his Prayer Beads, he softly said to Chen Ji, "Benefactor, you have prejudices against the Buddhist Sect. Perhaps if you understand more, you will be able to put down the mental obstacle in your heart."

Chen Ji sat on the cushion, "Bodhisattva's kindness is appreciated, but my six senses are not pure, I am not fit to enter the Buddhist Sect."

The literati focused their gaze towards the inside of the arena, all eyes converging on Chen Ji.