Yes."
Among those who had come to pay respects to Guanyin, many were successful people accompanying their elderly parents. Originally, they had come out of filial piety, but they had gained unexpected benefits. Not only had the five-colored Buddha light made their bodies feel more comfortable, but they had also learned of the existence of a "Medical Buddha Girl." Their hearts now had a place to rest. Those who had previously felt spiritually empty now felt a slow-growing sense of faith. They believed that gods and Buddhas truly existed in this world because they had witnessed the miracles with their own eyes.
Zhu Yanyi smiled. She understood in her heart that she had successfully taken the first step. Of course, there would be a period of difficulty or confusion ahead, but since this first step was taken, the road ahead would become easier to walk.
Zhu Yanyi did not notice that two young men were standing in a corner not far away. One looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the other looked to be in her twenties.
They had also enjoyed the five-colored Buddha light and witnessed the miracle of the Bodhisattva’s appearance with their own eyes. The man in his twenties looked full of surprise. "Do gods and Buddhas really exist in this world?"
The boy of sixteen or seventeen wore black clothes. His face was as if carved, with distinct and angular features, exceptionally handsome. He had a high nose bridge and thin lips. Although he was expressionless, it did not detract from his jade-like appearance. He possessed the temperament of an Eastern deity, with an innate nobility mixed with a trace of innate majesty. "Didn't you experience it yourself? I don't believe you didn't feel your body become comfortable under the five-colored light."
Everyone present had felt it, and that man naturally had too. "I naturally felt it. I just didn't expect gods and Buddhas to really exist in this world. It is too incredible. What do you think about taking this little girl to the capital?"
"You are thinking too much. Give up that idea." The boy rejected him directly, a glint of incomprehensible light flashing in his eyes. "Haven't you investigated properly? She is the final disciple of those few old masters. When have you ever seen those few old masters accept a single disciple together?"
The young man was speechless. After a long while, he said, "No wonder Master Wisdom is the abbot of this small Guanyin Temple."
The boy raised his cold eyes without even looking up. "Moreover, it is not ten years ago. Religious belief is now being encouraged. To imprison someone in the capital for a miracle, when they have neither killed nor committed arson, do you think that is acceptable?" He added, "Besides, if it is to study so-called miracles, would you have the heart to send such a cute little girl to those cruel devils for dissection?" There was deep disdain in his words, showing that he looked down on a certain group of people.
Hearing this, the young man lowered his head somewhat helplessly. "Young Master Yan, please stop talking about this issue. If you keep going, I will be too ashamed to face anyone."
The boy known as Young Master Yan looked at the young man, his expression revealing unusual seriousness. "Haifeng, you must consider many things when doing anything. It is not that whatever you think is what should be done. If your brother, Zhang Haitao, were here today, what do you think he would do?"
Zhang Haifeng listened to Young Master Yan’s words, guessed his brother’s personality, and then said, "He would first try to get close to that miracle girl. Then he would see if this girl would affect the Zhang family. If not, he would try to become friends, preferably controlling her. If she would affect the family, he would strike first.