Little-faced Buddha thought Mu Caisang was entirely too arrogant. Knowing full well that he was one of the earliest Preachers with a sacred title, she still dared to threaten to kill him—it was utterly ridiculous! It seemed after mingling with Tang Ye, she had become just as haughty and presumptuous as him!
"Since you have such a death wish, I'll grant it," Little-faced Buddha had long suppressed a boundless fury. Repeated failures at the hands of Tang Ye, even the ancestor had lost; he needed to vent, to kill anyone related to Tang Ye!
With a flick of the brush in his hand, a square white light appeared before him, as if a piece of paper had been laid out. Then, Little-faced Buddha made a few strokes on the square paper, and magically, a huge rock flew out from it, pressing towards Mu Caisang.