Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One

"Oh, so it’s the reclusive expert from the Flame Cloud Sect, my apologies!"

The two government officials immediately bowed respectfully to Xie Wenren.

Seeing the government officers react with such astuteness upon hearing the great name of his sect, Xie Wenren’s arrogance increased. In contrast, he considered Mahaparinirvana, the Defrocked Monk with his rough unbridled nature and a body covered in fancy tattoos, to certainly be an uncivilized monk from some lesser-known local temple.

Xie Wenren stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a face full of haughty disdain as he watched Mahaparinirvana, waiting for a chance to mock him.

"Which temple does this mage belong to?"

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The two government officials, just as cautious, continued to inquire.

"Oh, I come from the Qingliang Temple of Mount Wutai..."

Mahaparinirvana replied honestly, but no sooner had he spoken than the two officers became superficially respectful and derisively shook their heads, saying:

"So you’re from the Six Towns of Hebei? Hahaha, then come with us..."

"I haven’t finished yet; why are you two chirping in?"

Mahaparinirvana then loudly continued: