“Mister!”

Rama looked at Donoghue quietly and said, “Buddha is compassionate and kind to the world. No matter how vicious a person is, as long as he abandons evil and does good deeds, Buddha will forgive and accept him. I’ve defeated you. What else do you want to say?”

Rama was not loud, but he sounded convincing.

Donoghue threw his head upward and laughed at the sky; he was still arrogant and unbridled. “You want me to be submissive? Bloody bald donkey, you’ve just met me. I was the Westrington Emperor, and I have the Ancient Grand Weapon. No one in the world can subdue me; not even Buddha can do that.”

Rama’s face ashen; his eyes widened as his exasperating eyes stared intently at Donoghue.

As a monk, Rama had always adhered to the principle of compassion, but he knew where to draw the line. Donoghue’s scornful remark for the Buddha had angered Rama.

“Amitabha!”

The next second, Rama chanted the Buddha’s name and said coldly, “Well, since you’re so stubborn, then don’t blame me for being harsh.”

Clang!

one meter long, and it gleamed under the light of the night

a device used by the Buddhist monks. However, it was not a weapon but more of a tool for the monks when they traveled the world and spent their nights

monk, Rama’s tool was a crafted masterpiece; it was not

to see the monk’s knife. “What are you

Even though Donoghue was malicious and deserved to die, the monk’s scary expression and his

and walked to the back of a nearby hill that was formed when the barren mountain shook in the previous

even more curious. They wanted to check what had happened, but they did not

“Argh!”

were trying to guess Rama’s next action, they heard a loud scream from behind the hill that sounded clear in

It was Donoghue.

seconds later, Rama

Gasp!

trembled and gasped; they

monk has

wore a stern expression. He held Donoghue in one hand and a bloody

a trace of sallow as his body dripped with cold sweat.

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