Chapter 138: Hundred Paces Fist Monk (1)
Zhou Xuchuan returned to the Abbot's chamber and sat down with Hui Mian for a private meeting.
"Namu Amitabha. We've been greatly discourteous to you, Benefactor Zhou. Please forgive us," Hui Mian said.
"Divine Monk, sir. Please speak informally to your junior."
Zhou Xuchuan freaked out when a senior from the same generation as Mount Hua's Sect Master, who happened to be the Shaolin Temple's current Abbot and one of the Ten Empyrean Overlords, addressed him too politely.
Hui Mian smiled gently as if his earlier display of anger was a figment of Zhou Xuchuan's imagination.
"According to what I've been able to confirm recently, Benefactor Zhou has miraculously discovered the divine art and even safely delivered it to us. That makes you the Shaolin Temple's benefactor. I wouldn't dare speak so casually under such circumstances."
"But, sir. I merely got lucky in discovering the divine art. And as a fellow denizen of Murim, it was my duty to deliver it to the Shaolin Temple. So, please, I beg you to speak informally with this junior."
Zhou Xuchuan was practically on his knees begging at this point. His stomach was churning, and it was becoming harder to maintain a straight face.
"I see. Then, I shall do so," Hui Mian said.