Hearing Yuan Ji’s words, Yun Chujiu still smiled faintly and did not speak.
This made Yuan Ji even more flustered and exasperated, and the crowd booed.
Yuan Ji was so angry that he almost died, but the law did not punish the crowd. He could not go down and bicker with those who were watching the show. He angrily returned to the bitter Zen sect’s stands.
Yun chujiu did not pay attention to the new disciple of the bitter Zen sect. She took out the wooden fish again and began to recite the scriptures.
The disciple of the bitter Zen sect held his anger in his heart. However, he thought about it and realized that he had not proposed a defense yet. He was not afraid of this lonely being cheated, so he said,
“Lonely, stop reading for now. Let’s begin the debate. If you continue to do as you wish, it means that you have admitted defeat.”
Hearing that, Yun chujiu smiled lightly and said, “How should I address you?”
“This penniless monk, Yuan Tong.”