Furthermore, isn't magic still pseudoscience?
"Well... I saw it clearly last night. The security guard demanded that the monk pay compensation to Mr. Yu's family, and the monk took out the money. But Mr. Yu's family refused the monk's money, only demanding compensation from the hotel. The two sides were deadlocked, and then the security guard was slapped..."
"Who slapped him?" The man in the suit stared wide-eyed, and the immortals around him all turned their gazes toward Wang Yao.
“I didn’t know. Not only was he slapped, but Boss Yu’s family and friends were also slapped. Since the monk was involved, I didn’t do much. I just returned the money the monk had taken out, and they weren’t slapped again after that,” Wang Yao said, staring wide-eyed.
"This... could it be that the Bodhisattva has manifested?" The man in the suit stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
“That’s what I think too. Just like our leader said, that’s why I didn’t launch a criticism campaign last night. You should tell that security guard when you get back that he should show more respect to monks in the future. It’s not that we have to tell him what he believes in, but people are organized too…”
"It's not difficult for any big shot in the organization to stand up to something and slap someone a few times. It has nothing to do with any demons or monsters."
“Bodhisattvas are mostly compassionate, so a little temper shouldn’t hurt anyone. If they were really demons or monsters, a few slaps wouldn’t be enough to settle things,” Wang Yao said seriously to the man in the suit.
"That's true, that's true. That kid kept saying today that he was slapped by a ghost. I was puzzled because his face was clean, without a single mark. How could a ghost slap him so lightly without leaving a trace? If there weren't witnesses, I would have suspected he was lying."
The man in the suit suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly.
“Well… speaking of ghosts, that’s pseudoscience. We’re here to criticize that stuff. If the hotel discovers any issues related to ghosts, just come to us. We’ll make sure to criticize it thoroughly, leaving no trace of ghosts.” Koko coughed and changed the subject.
"No, no, no," the man in the suit hurriedly shook his head. "Our hotel is right next to the Eighteen Temples of Yunling. So many eminent monks are watching over it. Where would ghosts have a chance to survive?"
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