The Immortal isn't an immortal
Smack! A fist landed on the head of the bald man proclaiming to be Buddha. “How many times have I told you not to impersonate our teacher? You are getting a serious punishment this time.” A girl wearing a red and yellow robe and bald head scolded the man. If not for her voice, it would be pretty hard for anyone to know that she was a girl. “Hmph. You know nothing. Haven’t you heard the saying that our teacher says, Buddha isn’t a name but a state of your heart and mind?” The Man said, rubbing his head. Clement was speechless, looking at the scene. The Man had a different temperament compared to before. Before, he seemed like a powerful, charismatic, and peaceful. But now, he appeared childish and immature. … A massive cloud resentment was forming behind Mizar. The two guys he hired
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