Chapter 969: Chapter 969: The Ancestor Who Gives No Face
While Weng Jingyun was investigating the case of Xia Fangruo, Jiangli, Xia Xin, Master Wu, and the others had already returned to Jiaoyang Temple.
They came back after 2 PM.
As soon as they entered, Jiangli shouted, “I’m starving, starving! Xia Xin, hurry up and cook!”
Xia Xin thought to himself, you’re never really starving, just being greedy…
But he still agreed outwardly.
Just as he was about to head straight to the kitchen, a sound drew Fu’er out from the side hall.
He looked serious as he quickly walked up to Jiangli, “Old Master.”
Jiangli noticed his unusual expression and blinked, “What’s going on?”
Fu’er glanced toward the side hall, stepped closer, and whispered, “The president of the Xuanmen Association, Master Qu Lin, has arrived.”
Both Jiangli and Xia Xin, along with Master Wu, heard this.
Xia Xin and Master Wu were taken aback.
Jiangli was also a bit surprised, “What are they doing here at this time?”
“They’ve been here for a while. They didn’t specify why, just said they wanted to meet you, Old Master.” Fu’er frowned.
Jiangli clicked his tongue, “Didn’t you tell them I wasn’t here?”
Fu’er quickly replied, “Of course I did. I said you weren’t here, Old Master, and we didn’t know when you’d return, asking them to come another day. But they wouldn’t listen, insisting on waiting for you here. I couldn’t just throw them out!”
Not daring to directly turn them away, yet worried about them staying on and potentially causing problems for Jiaoyang Temple, Fu’er had already closed the doors, not receiving any pilgrims.
Now there wasn’t a single pilgrim in the temple.
Hearing this, Jiangli’s face fell slightly, unsure of what antics the Xuanmen Association folks were up to now.
Just as Jiangli was about to speak, a familiar voice came with the sound of the side hall door opening.
“Since the Abbot is back, why not come in?”
Jiangli and Xia Xin looked up to see Bai Changfeng coming out of the side hall, smiling as if he was a good friend.
Jiangli’s expression turned indifferent, turning to Xia Xin, “Xia Xin, go prepare the meal. I want hot pot. We’ll have hot pot after we send the guests off.”
Xia Xin: “…”
At a time like this, Old Master, you’re still thinking about food!
“Abbot, that’s not quite fair. We guests are still here, and such a wonderful thing as hot pot should naturally include us.” Bai Changfeng approached with a smile, clasping his fist toward Jiangli, “It was wrong of us to intrude without permission, and I apologize to the Abbot first. I hope you don’t take it to heart.”
Jiangli responded expressionlessly, “I remember Inspector Xun once said that the president is your master?”
Bai Changfeng nodded, “That’s right. So today, I’ve accompanied my master here. My master is inside waiting for the Abbot. Please, Abbot, do come in and have a chat.”
Jiangli laughed lightly, “Your master is quite impressive, waiting inside for me to meet him?”
Bai Changfeng: “…”
“Well…” Bai Changfeng smiled awkwardly, “By rights, we should have come to receive the Abbot. But my master is not well recently, inconvenient to move. We hope the Abbot can overlook this and come inside.”
Jiangli scoffed, “Not well recently? How quickly have people evolved? Even men now get menstrual cycles? If it’s inconvenient to move, why come all the way to Jiaoyang Temple today? I feel like, Mr. Bai, you’re trying to bamboozle me?”
Bai Changfeng: “…”
He was just being polite.
Master Qu Lin is the president of the Xuanmen Association, enjoying privilege for years. It’s always been others paying their respects to him. Why should he step out to receive anyone?
Upon hearing Jiangli’s voice, Master Qu Lin just sat inside, unmoving.
Bai Changfeng was worried that Jiangli might take offense, so he came out to greet them. Unexpectedly, Jiangli was still being so unyielding.