The City of Terror

Once the vegetable dishes from the hotel had just been sent over and paid for, Shi Yong Ping also arrived, followed by Shi Yan Zhen.

 However, Shi Yong Ping did not let Shi Yan Zhen follow him inside. He only said a few words to send him away.

 Seeing this, Wei Xiao Bei’s assumptions were confirmed.

 This gesture demonstrated how private this conversation was.

 Of course, even if Shi Yong Ping didn’t send Shi Yan Zhen away, Wei Xiao Bei had to remind the other party, after all, matters about the Dust World couldn’t be spread everywhere.

 After the both of them sat down, Wei Xiao Bei acted as if he was receiving a guest from afar and invited Shi Yong Ping to eat.

 “Come great master. This wax gourd dish is not bad. It even seems to look like meat.”

 Wei Xiao Bei used serving chopsticks to serve the dish in Shi Yong Ping’s bowl.

 Shi Yong Ping was not very hungry and only smiled, “Don’t be like this benefactor Wei. This hotel was opened by the partnership of a Shaolin monk and the Shaolin Temple. The master chef of this vegetarian feast was lent by the Shaolin Temple. If benefactor Wei is interested, this old monk can act as a host and invite benefactor Wei for a feast.”

 Saying this, Shi Yong Ping remained calm and asked Wei Xiao Bei, “I wish to know if benefactor Wei saw my poor disciple when you entered the Dust World?”

 “Poor disciple? I did not see any poor disciple, just a tall Buddhist Monk.”

 Wei Xiao Bei took a ring of Buddhist Beads out with his right hand. As he played with it, Shi Yong Ping’s eyes lit up. He immediately took the Buddhist Beads.

 “Shi Yan Kun’s Buddhist Beads!”

 Saying this, Shi Yong Ping looked at the beads with certainty.

 It appeared that the Buddhist Beads had special symbols on them.

 They connected to form Shi Yan Kun’s name.

 “What happened to Shi Yan Kun?”

 After confirming the beads, Shi Yong Ping impatiently turned his head towards Wei Xiao Bei.

 Toward Shi Yong Ping’s impatience, Wei Xiao Bei did not rush at all as he ate the vegetable dish.

 “Tell me, what conditions you want.”

 Shi Yong Ping was also quite mature already. His initial panic quickly disappeared as he calmly asked Wei Xiao Bei.

 Of course, Wei Xiao Bei also noticed Shi Yong Ping’s tightly clenched fists.

 This was something he had not expected. Shi Yong Ping was actually someone who could fight back if he was worried.

 One should not tempt someone too much because they were suddenly deprived, then there would be problems.

 Thinking about this, Wei Xiao Bei placed down his chopsticks and asked in an inquisitive manner, “Great master, what is your actual relationship with Shi Yan Kun? Why are you this worried?”

 “He is….. My disciple.”

 Shi Yong Ping fiercely glared at Wei Xiao Bei, but he spoke with hesitation.

“Do you swear to the Buddha?”

 Wei Xiao Bei smiled mischievously.

 Although Wei Xiao Bei was a man, he was still a bit gossipy. After all, he was slightly interested in Shi Yong Ping’s secrets.

 “Swear to Buddha?”

 Shi Yong Ping stared at Wei Xiao Bei without any expression, as if this was not related to him.

 In truth, Wei Xiao Bei was being very cautious after noticing Shi Yong Ping’s expressions.

 Wei Xiao Bei was experienced and knew that these kinds of old men were quite shrewd, but they kept tended to keep their expressions neutral in situations where they were actually angry.

 Of course, there were some that smiled while angry.

 However, Shi Yong Ping was the former.

 “Okay, there is no problem in telling you. Shi Yan Kun is this old monk’s only son.”

 Just when Wei Xiao Bei had his guard up, Shi Yong Ping dropped a bomb on Wei Xiao Bei.

 “What? Shi Yan Kun is your only son?”

 Wei Xiao Bei was amazed.

 Wei Xiao Bei had considered this, but he thought that this was not possible. He had inspected Shi Yan Kun and felt that the qi from their blood did not match.

 In other words, the two of them were not related.

 However, after Shi Yong Ping spoke, Wei Xiao Bei considered two possibilities.

 First, Shi Yan Kun’s blood vessels had been altered after being demonized.

 Second, Shi Yan Kun was not Shi Yong Ping’s biological child, but an adopted child, or maybe even the neighbor’s child.

 Of course, he did not have a plan on digging any deeper into their relationship.

 After all, Shi Yan Kun already died at his hands.

 “Shi Yan Kun is dead. He died at the hands of the Witch of Greed, Raga!”

 Wei Xiao Bei did not cover up the truth anymore and immediately told the news to Shi Yong Ping.

 Natrually, he also added his own work.

 Although Shi Yan Kun had died at his hands, from his point of view, ever since Shi Yan Kun had been demonized, he was no longer the real Shi Yan Kun anymore. Let alone being demonized, he was only the witch’s plaything. Killing the enemy was the best way to free him.

 Of course, saying it like this would immediately cause animosity between Wei Xiao Bei and Shi Yong Ping.

 Although Wei Xiao Bei was not afraid of Shi Yong Ping, he was not an idiot and didn’t want to create an enemy for no reason.

 “Dead?”

 There was no doubt that Wei Xiao Bei’s bombshell was greater than Shi Yong Ping’s information.

 Although Shi Yong Ping had already guessed it, he still couldn’t believe it. His eyes turned red as he stared at Wei Xiao Bei, causing his hairs to stand on their ends.

 Did he know that I killed Shi Yan Kun?

 It should be impossible right?

 I did not see that he had this kind of skill?

 He who never wrongs others does not fear the knock in the night.

 What Wei Xiao Bei did was not a shameful deed, but he felt that this matter was awkward.

 As Wei Xiao Bei was overly suspicious, Shi Yong Ping slammed him into the table.

 As a martial arts Great Sholar or even a martial arts Grand Scholar, Shi Yong Ping was quite powerful and needed no description.

 In short, the half-eaten vegetarian dishes that were on the table immediately flew into the air. The dishes shot everywhere like shrapnel.

 Wei Xiao Bei was able to dodge the tray that shot toward him as he ignored the rest of the plates.

 Other than requiring a lot of effort to clean up, after all this was not his own home. After the old monk flipped out, compensation would be his matter. Wei Xiao Bei felt that there was no need to meddle.

 Of course, this wreaked havoc. First, two ceiling lamps from the floor below had fallen down. Luckily, no one was hurt, but it startled the guests.

 The staff and security guards quickly rushed over to take a look. They saw that the door to the room was open and an old monk had walked out. He turned around and spoke, “Amitabha Buddha. Benefactor Wei, since you are not willing to hold the position of a martial arts instructor, then this old monk will not demand it anymore. As for recruiting people for the security company, this old monk is in distress, let Shi Yan Zhen discuss it with you.”

 After saying this, the old monk turned and walked away.

 The security guard wanted to stop the old monk, but the security manager quickly caught up. Seeing that the security guard was about to grab ahold of the old monk, he was startled and quickly rushed over. He berated the guard and kicked him away. He smiled and moved to the side of the old monk, “Martial grand uncle, do you have any instructions?”

 “Amitabha Buddha, the benefactor recognizes this old monk?”

 The old monk was shocked. He looked at the security manager with a crummy expression on his face. Anyone would be the same if they were in his position.

 “This disciple is a layman disciple. My master is Master Yan Xin.”

 The security manager respectfully replied. He was still thinking about why the old monk was unhappy to see him, or maybe the previous security guard had offended him in some way.

 “Your martial arts are not bad.”

 To others, no matter how displeased Shi Yong Ping was, he would never vent his anger to them. He patted the security manager’s shoulder and kindly nodded his head. He immediately pointed towards Wei Xiao Bei’s room, “There is an important guest of the temple inside. Do not neglect him. Put all expenses on the temple, do you understand?”

 In truth, he should have brought up this matter to the customer manager, not the security manager.

 However, the security manager knew his identity.

 The head of the Shaolin Dharma Palace! Even the hotel owner needed to call this old monk martial granduncle, not to mention that half of the shares in the hotel belong to the Shaolin Temple.

 In short, since Shi Yong Ping raised this matter, even if he must put out some money, he needed to deal with this business properly, let alone paying for it.

 This was not a joke at all!

 “Martial granduncles instructions, this disciple will remember well and take care of the important guest!”

 The security manager patted his chest and replied firmly.

 “Okay. Very good.”

 Shi Yong Ping was in sorrow. Being able to greet back felt great.

 After all, Wei Xiao Bei was a martial arts Grand Scholar who had not withdrawn from worldly desires. Even if he experienced sorrow, he did not dare easily commit an offense against the other party.

 Shi Yong Ping turned around to leave. Many guards and staff respectfully watched him go away.

 No one was an idiot. Seeing the security manager’s actions communicated to them what kind of identity this uninteresting old monk had.

 He was definitely a Shaolin senior monk!

 Since the hotel was not that far from Mt. Song and the boss was a Shaolin disciple, the hotel had adopted Buddhism. Of course, the call girls, however, were not included in this.

 Thus, after understanding Shi Yong Ping’s identity, their reverence increased.

 “Staff, come in and clean up.”

 Just when everyone looked away after the old monk disappeared, they heard a male voice coming from within the room, giving instructions.

 Is this the senior monk’s important guest?

 Everyone at the scene had different identities, thus they had different perspectives and thoughts of Wei Xiao Bei.

 The young and pretty customer service personnel saw that the important guest looked handsome, causing them to immediately tag him as someone with either money or power and they changed their gaze to one of admiration.

 Hearing Wei Xiao Bei’s words, eight staff volunteered to enter the room first to tidy up.