This disciple of the bitter Zen sect was called Yuan Zhi. He believed that he was quite knowledgeable about Buddhist scriptures and felt that it was fine for Yun Chujiu to come up with the debate topic.
Yun chujiu smiled faintly at him. However, for some reason, Yuan Zhi felt that there was some malicious intent in her smile.
“I said chicken first, it’s your turn!”
Yuan Zhi:”...”
Everyone:”...”
What the hell?
Did they hear wrongly? There was a chicken first? Was she planning to let Yuan Zhi prove that there was an egg first?
What kind of joke was this? This question was an endless paradox. How were they supposed to argue?
If they said that there was an egg first, where did the egg come from?
If they said that there was a chicken first, where did the chicken come from?
However, Yuan Zhi had to successfully refute the argument raised by that lonely little monk before he could win. It was obvious that he couldn’t win.