The old bald donkey Yuan Dian gave an order, but Yuan Chen did not move.
Yuan Dian frowned. He was confident that he had complete control over Yuan Chen. Normally, with just one command, Yuan Chen would have already sprung into action. What was wrong today?
"Junior Brother Yuan Chen, capture this brat for me. Didn't you hear Senior Brother?"
Yuan Dian's tone deepened, but Yuan Chen still did not move. His gaze was deep, staring blankly at Chen Xiao.
Flickering light flashed in his eyes, as if he were recalling some past event.
"Yuan Chen!"
Yuan Dian's shout was like a thunderous gong.
This time, Yuan Chen finally came back to his senses, turned his head, and looked at Yuan Dian.
"Junior Brother Yuan Chen, take this Benefactor Chen back to the temple, let him listen to Buddhist scriptures, and feel the true meaning of Buddhist principles..."
Yuan Dian pointed at Chen Xiao and repeated what he had said before.
Yuan Chen followed Yuan Dian's gaze, and a strange look appeared in his eyes again.
However, this time, he did not fall into a daze of contemplation. Instead, he slowly walked towards Chen Xiao.
Yuan Dian nodded with satisfaction. He had trained Yuan Chen for twenty years and was confident that he could make him obedient to his every command.
However, he never expected that when Yuan Chen reached Chen Xiao, he would directly kneel down.
"Master, you're finally back!"
Yuan Chen's voice was filled with excitement, his whole body trembling slightly, and his eyes shone brightly.
His gaze was like that of someone who had found a long-lost relative.
Chen Xiao was utterly bewildered. Master???
Everyone was stunned. Chen Xiao was actually the master of the mad monk? What was going on?
Yuan Dian inwardly cried out that something was wrong and shouted, "Foolish child, open your eyes and see! How can he be your master?"
At Yuan Dian's shout, Yuan Chen's gaze began to waver, but his eyes remained fixed on Chen Xiao, murmuring, "You are not my master, you are not my master..."
"No, you are my master, you are my master!"
Suddenly, Yuan Chen's voice changed, and he shouted loudly.
Hearing this voice, the Ninth Prince, who was not far away, was jolted. This was the voice of the mad monk from back then!
"He is not my master, I am Yuan Chen, I have no master..."
"He is your master, you idiot, you're still being toyed with by the old monk and don't even know it. Hurry up and wake up..."
"You're so noisy, don't bother me!"
"Hurry up and wake up..."
Two voices sounded alternately. Yuan Chen seemed to have schizophrenia, with two personalities within him taking turns to control his body.
"Amitabha, good, good! Foolish child, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore, hurry back to Senior Brother!"
Master Yuan Dian's Buddhist chant sounded again. Yuan Chen was startled and turned his head to look at Master Yuan Dian.
"Junior Brother Yuan Chen, come back."
"Yes, Senior Brother Yuan Dian."
Yuan Chen stood up, but at this moment, Chen Xiao suddenly spoke.
"Wait a moment. You said I am your master? Who exactly is your master?"
Chen Xiao had not expected that just a casual question from him would cause Yuan Chen to explode inexplicably.
He turned his head back, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Chen Xiao.
"Master, master, you are not my master, how can you impersonate my master? You scoundrel!"
Yuan Chen gritted his teeth and cursed.
Chen Xiao was truly confused. Damn it, you were the one who said I was your master. When did I impersonate anyone?
"You scoundrel, how dare you impersonate my master? I will kill you!"
Yuan Chen's eyes turned red, and he suddenly shook his arms.
Clang—
The chains broke with a snap, carrying surging true qi, and shot out.
Some people in the banquet hall were caught off guard and were killed by the flying fragments of iron chains.
"Mad, mad, the mad monk has gone mad!"
Someone shouted, and then everyone screamed and stood up, desperately rushing out.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore, foolish child, wake up quickly! Gate gate paragate paragate parasangate bodhi svaha..."
Old bald donkey Yuan Dian chanted Buddhist scriptures, trying to awaken Yuan Chen.
His Buddhist chants did attract Yuan Chen's attention.
However, the Yuan Chen at this moment was no longer Yuan Chen. The part of him that belonged to Yuan Chen had been completely suppressed by another part.
And that other part was the mad monk!
"Damn it, you hypocritical old monk, it's you, it's you who put me to sleep for more than twenty years!"
The mad monk glared hatefully at Yuan Dian.
Yuan Dian was fearless and loudly chanted, "Gate gate paragate paragate parasangate bodhi svaha... Yuan Chen, foolish child, wake up quickly!"
"I'll wake up your ancestors!"
The mad monk ran forward and threw a punch. "Damn it, you still don't let me eat enough, making me look like this!"
Bang—
Half of Yuan Dian's face was caved into his head, and brain matter flowed out of his nostrils.
Until the moment of his death, he was still chanting Buddhist scriptures, which could be considered a very devout Buddhist disciple.
"Hahaha, heaven's wrath can be forgiven, but self-inflicted misfortune cannot be escaped. Master Yuan Dian, you thought too highly of yourself, trying to control this mad monk, hahahaha!"
The Ninth Prince laughed as if he had found something amusing. "This mad monk is inherently unruly, how can you subdue him with just eloquent words? Do you think you are the Tathagata Buddha..."
As he spoke, the Ninth Prince suddenly stopped because he noticed the mad monk walking towards him.
"No one is allowed to move, get back!"
The mad monk shouted. Those who were running the fastest had already reached the staircase. Even after hearing the mad monk's words, they paid no heed, as their survival was just ahead...
However, the mad monk casually picked up a chair and threw it towards the staircase. The chair hit the staircase, and a surge of qi exploded, killing a group of people on the spot...
Those who were lucky enough to survive dared not run anymore and obediently returned to their seats.
All of this happened in just a few seconds. The mad monk's gaze remained fixed on the Ninth Prince, as if he didn't care what happened to anyone else.
But everyone no longer dared to flee. They knew that if they didn't run now, they might not die, but if they ran now, they would definitely die.
"Damn it, who the hell are you calling inherently unruly? Who are you calling a mad monk?"
The mad monk arrived in front of the Ninth Prince and started cursing, spitting all over the Ninth Prince's face. His language was very foul.
The Ninth Prince wiped the saliva from his face, pointed at the mad monk with his yellowed fingernails, and cursed, "You mad monk, are you throwing a tantrum at us again? Do you really think we're afraid of you?"
"Twenty-four years ago, we weren't afraid of you!"
"Even now, we are not what we used to be. You mad monk, today I will let you witness our methods!"