"You... why?"
Wu Nian looked at Wuwei and spoke.
"Senior Brother, I'm sorry, hand over the Supreme Scripture!"
Wuwei's face was cold, his eyes glinting with an icy chill as he stared at Wu Nian.
"You actually dared to betray me for the Supreme Scripture. Have you gone mad?"
Wu Nian looked at Wuwei, his face filled with rage as he spoke.
"He's not mad. He simply wants to replace you and become the new Abbot of Lingyin Temple!"
A chilling voice abruptly echoed as an elderly monk garbed in a gray robe walked in.
"Yuanji, it's you! You... the two of you are working together?"
Clutching his chest, Wu Nian stared at them in utter disbelief.
"That's right. Wu Nian, could you have imagined this? Your brilliance throughout your life, only to end up dying at the hands of your own junior brother. Isn't it tragic?"
The elderly monk, none other than Yuanji, the Abbot of Mingwang Temple, sneered coldly at Wu Nian.
