Chapter 1363: Killing Intent

teen levee sections along the Yellow River in Xishan Province that require repair, and two more dams urgently need to be refurbished. He came to me with the Ministry of Works' approval document reques...Chapter 1363: Killing Intent

Just as Li Chen was about to run away, a Buddhist chant came slowly and steadily into his ear.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

The moment the Buddha's name sounded, the first character seemed to come from a distant place, like the horizon. But as the following characters came out one after another, the voice seemed to be right next to Li Chen in an instant.

And it wasn't just one direction, Li Chen felt like all sides, every which way, were being squeezed by these four words.

That flat and aged voice carried a magical power that made one's chest constrict. Li Chen only felt his brain was about to boil, letting out a muffled groan as two streams of blood spurted from his nose.

At this moment, a fragrant breeze blew in, and Gong Huiyu arrived beside Li Chen.

Then, Li Chen felt his right hand go soft and being enveloped by a crystal-clear, slippery, cool little hand.

The moment their hands touched, Li Chen felt the feeling of tightness in his chest and dizziness vanish.

There was no time to feel the exquisite sensation before Li Chen turned his head. At the end of the official road, a monk in robes was walking slowly towards him.

Although his steps were slow, each one seemed to cover a vast distance, as if the ground beneath him was shrinking.

In the blink of an eye, Li Chen saw the full figure of the old monk from a hazy outline.

The old monk had kind eyes and a gentle appearance. Most striking was his pair of eyebrows, which reached down to his earlobes.

"The Abbot of Beijiao Shaolin Temple, Jue'an."

Gong Huiyu obviously recognized this old monk and whispered to Li Chen.

Though light in tone, his words were heavy with meaning.

"Impressive" Li Chen asked.

"Beishanglin's most talented martial arts prodigy in the past five hundred years, and the only one to become Abbot of Beishanglin as a monk. His shrinking technique and Great Vajra Palm are his signature moves. Thirty years ago, he was already half-step Earth Immortal realm, and after thirty years, looking at him now, he has probably gone even further."

Gong Huiyu's words made Li Chen take a breath.

This is a big deal.

While they were talking, Jue'an had arrived in front of the convoy.

He glanced at the pile of corpses, his eyes lingering for a moment on Juehui's lifeless body, before uttering a Buddhist chant.

"Amitabha."

Awakened Shore bowed to Li Chen and said, "Master, why did you kill my Buddhist disciples"

Li Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Jue'an, you don't have to play these games with me. This palace knows your identity, and you should know this palace's identity as well. You traveled such a long distance here, isn't it just to assassinate this palace Could it be that this palace can't fight back"

" Jue An remained impassive as he spoke, “This humble monk was merely passing by when I witnessed the host slaughtering my fellow disciples of the Buddha. Naturally, I could not stand idly by. As for your status, wealth, power and influence, before the Buddha's teachings, they are nothing more than fleeting clouds. In this monk’s eyes, only all living beings matter.”

Li Chen laughed furiously, "You mean to kill me, a prince, as an ordinary citizen and use this to escape the charge of murdering a prince from your Buddhist sect Old bald donkey, you are too naive. You dare attack today, and tomorrow the imperial army will raze every temple across the land."

"The incense left by Jie Wang, please don't let it be extinguished on your shoulders alone."

Hearing the two words "forgetting" and "awakening", Jue An's eyebrows twitched. He stopped speaking and reached out towards Li Chen.Chapter 142: Choice