"Amitabha Buddha! Master Jiang. As for Moluo's other demands, they absolutely must not be satisfied."
Jiang Dali had only just fallen into a brief contemplation when Hui Qi's expression straightened; his face immediately turned solemn, dignified as a Buddha statue as he urged, "This poor monk knows well that Master Jiang, your heart is kind and broad, and once you give your word it is as hard to take back as four galloping horses; but you must understand that reputation and promises only have meaning when given to those who pose no danger. To an Evil Demon like Moluo, one must never speak of any so‑called Martial World code of honor."
"What a coincidence..."
