Lu Xuan, with a gentle and refined air, pushed the hot tea forward and flashed a brilliant smile.
"Fellow Daoist Bodhi, you flatter me. I was merely a bit lucky and gained the acknowledgment of the Will of Heaven and Earth, allowing me to borrow a fraction of its power. It's nothing, really, nothing at all..."
The corner of Ancient Bodhi Buddha's mouth twitched. He was completely unable to connect the gentle, middle-aged man before him with the barbaric ruffian from a moment ago.
He could only swallow his pride and, stifling his rage, grit out:
"Quite the skills you have, Fellow Daoist Lu. Quite the skills!"
"Enough with the praise, enough with the praise."
Lu Xuan smiled gently, took a sip of hot tea, and asked with a placid smile:
"So, Fellow Daoist Bodhi, regarding your interference with the Tribulation Taker, how should we settle this?"
