Chapter 287: The *Wrathful Vajra*
# 287. The *Wrathful Vajra*
Xu Qi'an suddenly had an urge to joke around and shout, "Wife, come quick and see the Buddha!"
However, he didn't have a wife, and the oppressive might exuded by that dharma aspect left him with no other emotions, only an instinctive desire to kneel in worship.
"Jianzheng, why do you not dare to face me…"
As the thunderous inquiry echoed, Xu Pingzhi's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground.
Amidst the fear, a surge of humiliation rose within him. Supporting himself with both hands on the ground, Xu Pingzhi gritted his teeth and growled, "Ningyan, Ciqiu, don't kneel! Stand up, stand up!"
The last two words were shouted out.
After shouting, Xu Pingzhi received no response from his nephew or son. Looking up, he saw his son gripping a pillar, veins bulging on his forehead, seemingly struggling to remain standing. His nephew leaned against the doorframe, both hands holding his sabre, stubbornly raising his head to gaze at the towering dharma aspect in the night sky.
Then, both his son and nephew looked over at him.