After everyone had left,
the Buddhist Ancestor stood silently in place for three breaths before walking over to the chessboard and sitting down with a sigh, "Let it be, it's just as well to act as a Loose Cultivator and start cultivating anew in the Vast Continent."
"But still, weren't you too generous, directly calling for ten percent?"
"Heh."
Bishan Palace's Ancestor sneered as he glanced at the Buddhist Ancestor, "Did you really think that giving up thirty percent of our wealth would be enough to keep us alive?"
"Sigh."
After heaving a long sigh, the Buddhist Ancestor sat in front of the chessboard, somewhat despondent, "You say it so lightly, but this sect is the foundation passed down over so many years, and just like that, it's gone from my hands. I still feel a bit guilty and ashamed."
"Feeling guilty now? Weren't you remorseless when you slandered Kong Ming?"
"What's there to feel guilty about in slandering a person? We were just messing around."
