The Da Xingzi, addressed as General Zheng, gave a bitter laugh and muttered, "That man Gu started with nothing but a begging bowl, clawing his way up from monk and beggar to become the Emperor. One day he's killing his old comrades, the next his former allies. We cannot rest in peace!"
"General Zheng, you were once so full of spirit, yet now you've come to this," the Observatory Master of Guyang Temple gently persuaded. "Are you truly content to be a lonely, wandering soul? It is time to let it go!"
"You're the ones who set up this Daoist Field of Death, chanting scriptures to deliver souls. You're the ones who summoned me here. So now that I've come, I'll just flatten your Guyang Temple," the Da Xingzi declared arrogantly.
Lu Yuan, having studied the history of the Ming Dynasty, immediately understood what was going on.
'This Da Xingzi has to be one of the Emperor's generals, one who followed that man Gu and lived a dangerous life on the edge of a blade.'
