"Great God..."
"Great God..."
The viewers went wild; the style of their comments changed again…
"Abbot, there's no need for such formalities. Since I caused Xiangguo Temple to lose its incense money, then let me bear the consequences..."
"Take responsibility? What are you going to use to take responsibility? You poor, worthless loser..."
Lao Su-fen didn't care whether the two people's conversation had anything to do with him; she just wanted to get attention and show off her low character. Everyone watching was speechless, thinking, "How can someone be so shameless?"
"Exactly, don't you even know who you are? My husband can spend ten million in one go. So what if you win the lottery? Can you even donate a tenth of that to incense money?"
Yin Xiyue mocked sarcastically…
"Look at this damn temple! They don't treat the kind people who donate money to them well, but they bow and scrape to some poor wretch. They really have no taste! I think if there's a temple with monks like this, the Buddha here can't possibly be effective. Everyone, you'd better not worship here and hurry home..."
"Honey, look how much my mom favors us. We can't let this ten million go to waste; we have to let these monks know how important you are..."
Yin Xiyue said coquettishly…
"Amitabha Buddha, please be careful with your words, benefactor..."
The abbot calmly replied, warning them to watch their words, but he underestimated the shamelessness of the two men…
"What? You're embarrassing yourselves and you won't let people talk about it? I think you've all gone mad from being monks. Can't you even tell who's rich and who's poor?"
Lau So-Fen has completely transformed into a fighting maniac, ready to argue with anyone who says a word...
As a high-ranking monk, he would naturally not stoop to the level of such a person. Moreover, in the eyes of a high-ranking monk, all beings are equal, and he would not argue with someone just because Lao Su-fen lacked manners.
"Abbot, please don't pay them any mind. I've already donated some money for Xiangguo Temple, so I hope you won't hold today's events against me..."
After saying that, Wang Wei pulled Wang Yinchen away. The viewers wanted to see how things would develop, especially to see Du Gongzi do a handstand while defecating, but the live stream suddenly cut off…
Wang Wei didn't rush to make Young Master Du fulfill the bet; he'd wait a month before deciding...
"Hey... don't go! Let everyone see how much you donated..."
Lau So-fen shouted and yelled...
"They have no manners at all. My husband is so much better; he wouldn't even say a word to these people..."
Yin Xiyue hugged Young Master Du and praised him shyly…
Looking at Young Master Du's purplish-blue face, everyone wanted to say, "If you don't let him go, he probably won't be able to utter a single word for the rest of his life..."
"Old man, aren't you going to show everyone how much that poor wretch donated? I heard he only has a few hundred yuan a month for living expenses. Only you guys take him seriously..."
With her son-in-law's connections, Lau Su-Fen spoke with much more confidence now...
The abbot, not wanting to engage with the other person, clasped his hands together, uttered "Amitabha," and then tried to leave...
But Lau So-fen showed no sign of giving up; she stopped the abbot's sarcastic remarks.
"What? You're afraid to tell everyone? If that poor wretch is no match for my son-in-law, then you monks have to apologize to him..."
“Esteemed benefactor, donating incense money is a voluntary act for every worshipper. Each donation, however small, is a sign of respect for Buddha. Buddha is compassionate and will not discriminate based on the amount donated. Please step aside, we need to return to our spiritual practice…”
The abbot's words were quite polite, but for someone without a sense of shame, they were like casting pearls before swine...
Lao Sufen, hands on her hips, said in an extremely sharp and sarcastic tone.
"Why didn't you tell my son-in-law that the amount didn't matter when you took his money? Now you're saying all this just to show favoritism towards that poor scoundrel? Is this what Buddha taught you?"
The abbot couldn't persuade Lao Sufen otherwise. He also realized that if he didn't tell her the amount of Wang Wei's donation, he probably wouldn't be able to leave today...
He was actually curious about how much Wang Wei had donated, so he asked Jiaheng to check...
Soon, Jiaheng returned and whispered the amount in the abbot's ear...
Lau So-fen glanced around, and as if she had overheard some unbelievable secret, she shouted in shock.
"One yuan? He actually donated one yuan? That's hilarious..."
The onlookers were stunned; they never expected that someone would donate a dollar these days…
However, the abbot put his hands together and said...
"You misheard me, benefactor..."
The abbot was also shocked. He hadn't expected Wang Wei to donate so much. Thinking back to what Wang Wei said when he left, he realized that this was the attitude of a truly great person.
"You still want to defend him?"
Lau So-fen pursed her lips and questioned...
"As a monk, lying is a grave taboo for me, and I don't want Mr. Wang to be misunderstood. He donated 100 million yuan in incense money..."
Glug...
Everyone swallowed hard, thinking they had misheard. No matter how rich someone was, it was impossible for them to donate a hundred million yuan as incense money...
Lao Sufen was also stunned. In the short time she was in her daze, the abbot and Jiaheng had already left. By the time she wanted to verify, they were gone...
Just then, Young Master Du's phone rang. He struggled to take it out and answer it, but as soon as he picked up, he was met with a barrage of insults...
He dared not utter a word in response to the insults, because the one who insulted him was his father, the head of the Du family…
"If you don't resolve this matter at Xiangguo Temple and break up with that ugly woman, don't blame me for disowning you as my son..."
Finally, the old man uttered this harsh remark and hung up the phone…
Young Master Du's face darkened. He looked at Yin Xiyue, who he considered flawlessly beautiful, yet his father saw her as an ugly woman. He also hadn't expected the abbot to actually return the donation; it wasn't even a conflict, just a matter of Yin Xiyue and Lao Sufeng saying some unpleasant things…
Wang Wei and Wang Yinchen stopped as soon as they reached the parking lot. Wang Wei shielded Wang Yinchen behind him, cautiously looking around...
Wang Yinchen asked, still somewhat bewildered.
"You filthy scoundrel, why aren't you leaving?"
"There's danger..."
Wang Wei's answer was concise and to the point. Wang Yinchen looked around at the empty surroundings and wondered where the danger came from...
Perhaps realizing they could no longer hide, suddenly twenty or thirty people rushed out, surrounding the two of them and glaring at them fiercely…
Before Wang Wei could even make a move, another group of people suddenly appeared, and without a word, they knocked down the thugs surrounding Wang Wei and his companion, and tied them all up...
After the last person was pinned to the ground, the middle-aged man from the Buddhist banquet stepped forward and immediately said coldly...
"You people shouldn't be protecting the family; instead, you're running around causing trouble. Go back, collect your remaining wages, and get out of the Wang family..."
The ferocity on the faces of those who had been captured vanished, replaced by fear. Leaving the Wang family was no different from death for them; they knew too much, and no one dared to accept someone expelled from the Wang family…
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