Chapter 217 The Revelation of George’s Grandma

Before Philip completely lost his cool due to frustrat

Laster Nirvana said, “Amitabha, please, there’s no need to be hasty in your decision. May we have a conversation?” Milly nodded in agreement.

Master Nirvana slightly stepped aside, allowing space for her to pass. “Miss Milly, please.” Milly did not refuse and walked out. Talking outside was perfect; she wouldn’t have to worry about considering others‘ feelings or hesitating to refuse or respond directly. With just the two of them outside, it would be easier to speak freely. She initially thought they would be talking in the courtyard, but to her surprise, Master Nirvana led her to a nearby side room. The room seemed seldom used, as it had a faint scent of wood shavings mixed with a subtle hint of sandalwood, which was not unpleasant. Master Nirvana turned on the light, and the room was instantly illuminated, allowing Milly to clearly see its interior.

The room greeted them with a subtle scent of wood chips and sandalwood, instilling a peaceful vibe. As Master Nirvana switched on the light, a Buddha statue positioned towards the door appeared, with a memorial plaque underneath.

“The Tomb of of Daisy, Disciple of Nirvana,” it said.

Milly raised an eyebrow, puzzled by the name. Daisy sounded like a female name. She wondered if Master Nirvana had other disciples aside from Vajra and Karuna.

No, more accurately, a deceased disciple. But what was Nirvana’s intention? Bringing her here and showing her this tablet–what was he trying to convey? Master Nirvana slowly stepped forward, lighting the candles on the altar and inserting three lit incense sticks into the incense burner. “Amitabha, peace and blessings.” Although Milly was dying of curiosity, she didn’t speak first. She had so many questions that she didn’t know where to start, but there was no rush. This monk would likely explain everything.As she pondered, the bracelet hidden in her sleeve began to shake violently, startling her. She quickly covered it with her hand, trying to calm it down.

Noticing her unease, Master Nirvana counselled, “My dear, let it be. Some things are beyond our control.”

Milly needed clarification. Master Nirvana smiled slightly, “That bracelet is no ordinary object. Trying to suppress it might backfire. Instead of fighting it, why not accept it?” Milly’s eyes widened in disbelief. She looked at him, then at the bracelet on her wrist, back and forth several times.

With a gentle smile, Master Nirvana replied, “Amitabha, may I know what you are referring to?”

sleeve, revealing her fair wrist and the hanging bracelet. The silvery–brown bracelet contrasted with her white skin, and in the flickering candlelight, it seemed somewhat mysterious. She then exposed the bracelet on her wrist, eagerly inquiring, “Master Nirvana, is this the bracelet you spoke of? Do you know how to take

and even contemplating extreme measures, the

calm demeanour and stated,

this bracelet. It’s not mine to

has its repercussions. How can you be so certain that this bracelet isn’t meant for you? Moreover, now that it’s with you, why is there an urgent

Revelation of

on my wrist by mistake. It’s not really mine. Just because I’m holding it doesn’t mean I can do whatever I want, like sell it. In legal terms, I’m not the true owner of this thing, so

monk

that didn’t work, she might have to

philosophy didn’t hit

and turning desperately, pulling out all the stops with some wild poetic

question, saying, “I know all about this bracelet. It used to belong to one of my

quiet, her

“Your disciple?”

was the same kind

because the plaque

one I had. Like you, she had a strong connection

shocked. “So why did

affinity were supposed to live longer,

of countless living things, she left due to

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