Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 288: Ancestor Takes Action to Seek Justice

Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Ancestor Takes Action to Seek Justice

Daoist Changmin was in so much pain that he couldn’t speak, let alone defend himself.

Jiangli let out a light laugh, "Oh, so that’s how it is..."

Hearing her elongated tone, several people’s hearts tightened along with it.

Glancing at their suddenly changed expressions, Jiangli felt utterly bored, "Scram. I don’t want to make things difficult for you, but you’d better not show up in front of me again, or I can’t guarantee what I might do."

Upon hearing this, the young man didn’t even think before diving into the crowd and stumbling away hurriedly.

A few shady figures in the crowd also slipped away.

Only then did everyone understand that this had been a play staged by Daoist Changmin, who hired others to perform.

What a grand performance!

They had almost believed it.

If it weren’t for Jiangli’s own prowess, they really would have thought Jiaoyang Temple was a fraud.

"Ancestor, the car is here!" Xia Xin ran back at this moment.

Jiangli glanced at the wound on his face, took out a talisman, and handed it to him: "Stick this on your face, and it will be better in half an hour."

As soon as Xia Xin heard this, he knew it must be a Medicine Talisman and gratefully accepted it, "Thank you, Ancestor..."

The very next second, however, Jiangli’s face showed disgust, "Don’t be so stupid next time. Do I need you to protect me? If it happens again, just get far away and don’t splatter me with blood."

Xia Xin felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, somewhat wronged.

Even though he knew he had been foolish, in the urgency of the moment, he hadn’t thought it through, but after all, he was hurt and still disliked by the Ancestor...

Xia Xin felt wronged.

Jiangli’s eyelid twitched, she turned her head away, looking a bit unnatural, "Enough, don’t mope. Just fix it quickly, put him in the car, I’m going to Qingyun Temple."

Xia Xin responded with an "Oh," stuck the Talisman Paper on his face, and after fixing it felt the wound didn’t hurt as much.

He mustered up some energy, walked over, dragged Daoist Changmin up from the ground, and moved him towards the car.

Turning his head, he saw Jiangli walking out carelessly, apparently about to get in the car.

Xia Xin exclaimed, "Ancestor, are you, are you going to Jiaoyang Temple dressed like that?"

"What’s wrong with..."

Before Jiangli could finish her sentence, her gaze swept over her attire, and she only then noticed what she was wearing.

Cartoon pajamas—

Jiangli’s face instantly darkened.

She had actually been arguing with Daoist Changmin while wearing cartoon pajamas!

Her image as the Abbot was totally ruined!

Jiangli saw black before her eyes, glared at Xia Xin, and gritted her teeth, "Why didn’t you remind me earlier?"

Xia Xin shrank his neck, "I, I just noticed it too..."

Jiangli was so choked with anger that she turned and ran back to the Taoist Temple to change.

After eight hundred years, this was the first time she had appeared in public since her return, and she’d dressed like that...

Jiangli regretted it so much she wanted to go back into retreat.

Xia Xin stuffed Daoist Changmin into the car and sat inside. After a long while, he finally saw Jiangli getting into the car reluctantly, her face long and clearly expressing, "I am very angry, strangers keep away."

Xia Xin shivered but still mustered the courage to ask, "Ancestor, are we really going to Qingyun Temple?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jiangli whipped her head over coldly and stared at him, "Is what I said so hard to understand?"

"...No, not at all!" Xia Xin quickly waved his hands, grabbed the front seat’s headrest, and shouted to the driver, "Driver, we, we’re going to Qingyun Temple on Xyar Road, thank you!"

He shouted as if he was going to a funeral, prompting the driver to hit the gas, and the car zoomed away from Jiaoyang Temple’s gate.

Only then did Jiangli turn her head away, her face dark, sitting silently in front.

The atmosphere in the entire car seemed to chill along with her mood.