Hence, Ong went out as well.
Meanwhile, Fangzheng didn't know that Salted Fish, who had been left in the room, was already running around.
Under the attendant's guidance, a glass door with engravings slowly opened. Melodious music sounded as countless figures shuttled back and forth. There were some simple vegetarian dishes and drinks placed all around. Groups of monks, Daoists, Christians, and people from the various churches were chatting in groups of twos and threes.
At the same time, the attendant chanted loudly. "One Finger Monastery's abbot, Zen Master Fangzheng, has arrived!"
This shout attracted everyone's attention. Upon seeing Fangzheng enter, everyone was somewhat surprised. Clearly, they were surprised at Fangzheng's age, not his attire. They didn't feel like they were seeing a living Buddha. From the looks of it, Fangzheng's reputation hadn't reached overseas.
Fangzheng returned each and every one of them with a smile. It was a polite greeting.
However, there was no one Fangzheng knew here. Furthermore, there were too many people, and many of them were dressed similarly. They were all wearing kasayas, Daoist robes, priest robes, etc. It was impossible to tell who was who at a glance.
Fangzheng didn't look for anyone he knew and found a corner to sit down.
But before he could even warm his seat, he heard the attendant shout again.
"Shanwei Corporation's chairman, Song Guangming, has arrived!"
Following that, a middle-aged man with a perfect figure and a radiant look walked in. As he walked, he pressed his palms together to greet everyone with a beaming smile.
Then, chairmen of various large companies walked in one after another.
Fangzheng gradually realized that the promised religious conference seemed to have changed. With the arrival of these people, toasting began. Although the overall atmosphere remained silent, and there weren't any scantily dressed women, there was a sense of vexation in the atmosphere. This was because be it the representatives of these companies or their bosses, all of them appeared somewhat anxious. They kept trying their best to look at the platform that represented the host's house.
Obviously, their goal was not to make friends with the monks, but to get to know the master on the high platform.
As more and more people arrived, Fangzheng began to see businessmen or women brought by businessmen. However, when they saw Fangzheng's patched kasaya, they made way.
Fangzheng didn't mind. There was a coffee table in front of his sofa, and there were quite a number of fruits on it. If these people didn't come, all the fruits on the coffee table would be his. Besides, he was happy and at ease.
Right at this moment, a familiar voice sounded.
"Master! You really came too! "Fangzheng looked up and saw a girl with a ponytail standing there. Beside him was a smiling old man. It was Xiaoxun and her granddaughter!
"Amitabha. So it's the two of you. What a coincidence. Are you here to participate in this event as well?" asked Fangzheng with a smile.
Xiaoxun sat on the other side of the sofa and stuffed a grape into her mouth. As she ate, she said, "That's right. My grandfather practices arm boxing. This time, he was invited to participate in an exhibition match. Therefore, we can come in as well. "
Xiaoxun's grandfather said, "I'm untalented. I'm afraid I'll have to embarrass myself later." He knew that his strength was inferior to Ong. Yet, Ong had been held down by Fangzheng with a single slap. Fangzheng's strength was unfathomable. Therefore, he didn't dare put on airs in front of Fangzheng.
Fangzheng said in astonishment, "So that's how it is. This Penniless Monk will have to take a good look later."
Xiaoxun's grandfather immediately denied it. When they met again, the trio finally had a proper self-introduction.
The old man's surname was Chen, and his name was Chen Daoyuan. He was the current successor of the Full Arm Fist. However, according to him, he was the type of person who couldn't sit still, so his Full Arm Fist wasn't very good. On the contrary, because he often fought, he gained some fame.
Xiaoxun's name was Chen Xiaoxun. From a young age, she practiced arm boxing with Chen Daoyuan. She also practiced Iron Palm with another master. As a result, his palms were incomparably wide and thick, with a layer of calluses! However, this girl seemed to be infatuated with martial arts. She didn't care that her hands were different from ordinary people, nor did she care about whether it was beautiful or ugly. Instead, she was proud of it.
When the three of them met again, there was no longer any conflict. Naturally, they chatted happily.
At that moment, the attendant's shout attracted Fangzheng's attention.
"Nguyen Clan Leader, Nguyen Min Ge, has arrived!"
When Fangzheng heard that, he subconsciously looked up and saw an old man walk in with an imposing manner. Behind him were three people, one of whom Fangzheng was very familiar with. It was none other than Nguyen Thiên Tinh! Nguyen Thiên Tinh's smile was very radiant, but when he saw Fangzheng, his expression immediately turned a little awkward. There was a hint of anger deep in his eyes!
Fangzheng took a careful look and laughed. This was because he saw a red palm print on Nguyen Thiên Tinh's face. The palm print wasn't very clear, and it had been deliberately concealed. Outsiders might not be able to tell. Or even if they could, no one would say it out loud.
However, Fangzheng wasn't one of those people. He chuckled and pointed at Nguyen Thiên Tinh's face. Nguyen Thiên Tinh was so infuriated that his nose nearly went crooked! He glared at Fangzheng with a dark gaze as though he was about to spew fire.
"Thiên Tinh!" Nguyen Minque seemed to notice as he grunted coldly.
Nguyen Thiên Tinh immediately lowered his head and fell silent.
At that moment, someone came over and said something to Nguyen Minque. He nodded in satisfaction with a smile and left with Nguyen Thiên Tinh and another man.
The moment Nguyen Minque left, the other man's tensed face immediately relaxed. He pricked up his brows, and an arrogant and despotic aura instantly erupted from him. Clearly, he had been acting. This was the real him! He stuffed his hands into his pockets and licked his lips. After shooting a glance at Xiaoxun beside Fangzheng, he pricked up his brows and went straight for Fangzheng!
"Master, this is the Nguyen family's scion, Nguyen The Thao. He's a famous scourge of Hanoi. However, the head of the Nguyen family likes him a lot and dotes on him. This person probably doesn't have any good intentions when he comes. It's best we hide, "Trần Đạo Yuan said.
Fangzheng looked around and returned with a question. "Where can we hide?"
Trần Đạo was left speechless. They were in a corner to begin with, so there was nowhere to hide even if they wanted to.
This delay allowed Nguyen The Thao to arrive in front of the trio. However, he didn't seem to care about Fangzheng and Trần Đạo Yuan at all. He went straight to Chen Xiaoxun and said, "Hey, beauty, why haven't I seen you before? You aren't from Hanoi, right? Why don't we have a drink together? "
"Go away!" Chen Xiaoxun said with a frown.
"Hehe! Interesting! Interesting! Go to the side. Don't be an eyesore. "Trần Đạo Yuan waved his hand and chased Fangzheng and Trần Đạo away.
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