Mo Hua's scalp tingled, but he forced a smile and said,
"Venerable, you're too kind. I can return to the Sect by myself; there's no need for you to send me off. The Taoist Court is after you, you should hurry and escape..."
Fire Buddha's gaze sharpened slightly, the corners of his mouth carrying a smile, "So, the person who impersonated 'Master Yuan' and spoke to me that day was indeed you!"
"Not at all!"
Mo Hua vehemently denied.
But Fire Buddha had already made up his mind about him.
"The one who stole my 'True Manual of Demonic Path Cultivation' and the 'Meteor Fire Forbidden Art' at the altar was also you, wasn't it?"
Mo Hua's face filled with confusion. "Venerable, what are you talking about? I really don't understand..."
Fire Buddha's eyelids twitched.
He had lived for so long yet had never seen such a shameless "little benefactor."
Mo Hua offered a sheepish smile,
"Venerable, if you're not leaving, could you at least let me go..."
