"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Wang Ying, a direct disciple of Teacher Zhang. My teacher, he... he is not here. If you are in a rush, please head to the main hall and have some tea. I will try to contact him..."
A girl floated in the air, seemingly inexperienced in such matters, speaking while blushing.
"Is this the spokesperson for the Master Teacher Continent? Is she not too timid!"
"Indeed, and did you hear? Zhang Xuan is not here. If these people start a massacre, we'll be doomed... Let's go!"
"I'm not staying, whoever wants to stay can stay..."
Instantly, more than half of them fled into the distance.
"Amitabha Buddha, since he is not here, you all should come with us!"
A High Monk radiating Buddha Light stepped out from the crowd, speaking in a calm voice.
He had a compassionate expression, his eyes filled with sorrow for the world, making people feel convinced from deep within.
