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"It's been five years, Lin Wanyue, how come you still haven't made any progress?" Yi Qianhuan sighed, "Since you think I bullied you and your son, I will prove this crime today and let everyone see how miserable your life was under my control."

As he spoke, Yi Qianhuan had already pulled out the slender whip from his waist.

She had just realized that Helian Ziyu was deliberately trying to frame Mo Bao.

Her son was not someone who could be framed by anyone, so Mo Bao taught Helian Ziyu a lesson in public after being framed.

Her son is naturally the one most like her in character.

Since Lin Wanyue likes acting, she will act well in this scene and let everyone see clearly how she killed Lin Wanyue.

Lin Wanyue felt the dangerous aura emanating from Yi Qianhuan and subconsciously wanted to seek help from the people around her.

But other passers-by just watched.

Although they were willing to say a few words that they thought were fair for Lin Wanyue, none of them were stupid enough to come and help Lin Wanyue bear Yi Qianhuan's revenge.

Lin Wanyue also realized this. She felt a biting chill and pulled Helian Ziyu up and wanted to run.

He would not give Lin Wanyue this chance at all. Yi Qianhuan swung the whip in his hand and rolled it towards Lin Wanyue's slender ankle.

"Donor Yi, please show mercy."

At this time, an old and steady voice sounded.

Yi Qianhuan pursed her lips and turned her wrist slightly.

The whip that was supposed to hit Lin Wanyue's ankle deviated from its direction and only scratched the hem of Lin Wanyue's skirt without hurting her skin.

Lin Wanyue was still startled, and fell to the ground in embarrassment with Helian Ziyu.

Hearing the sound of a whip exploding in her ears like thunder, Lin Wanyue looked down and found that the long whip had left a white mark on the ground under her feet.

Her whole body trembled uncontrollably. Lin Wanyue easily imagined that if Yi Qianhuan had not changed direction just now, her tendons would have been broken by the whip!

With a strong sense of fear, Lin Wanyue rushed to the person who came and said, "Abbot, please save me!"

Yi Qianhuan also faced Abbot Mingzhi and put his hands together: "Greetings, Abbot."

"It's been a few years since we last met, Donor Yi, but you have encountered quite a few opportunities." Abbot Mingzhi treated Yi Qianhuan very gently, "Donor Yi, today's incident was just a quarrel. I wonder if Donor Yi could give me some face and not take it too seriously?"

"Since Abbot Mingzhi said so, of course I have to give him this face." Yi Qianhuan immediately put away the whip at his waist.

Back then, the original owner was wrongly accused of destroying the dragon vein. Although the Beifusi had no definite evidence to prove that she was involved in this incident, they still had to take her back for interrogation.

At that time, it was Abbot Mingzhi who stepped forward and spoke a few words for her, thus saving her from physical pain.

Therefore, she had never forgotten the kindness that Abbot Mingzhi had shown to the original owner, so naturally she had to give the abbot some face.

"We haven't seen each other for many years. I would like to have a chat with Donor Yi and the young donor. I wonder if Donor Yi is willing?" Abbot Mingzhi said, looking at Yi Qianhuan with eyes full of admiration.

He could see that Yi Qianhuan was no longer as gloomy as he was five years ago.

Today, she is full of energy and vigor, with a golden glow of merit surrounding her body, which shows that she has done a lot of good deeds in the past five years.

Such a remarkable woman should not be the sinner who destroyed the dragon vein.

"Of course. Please come in, Abbot." Yi Qianhuan took Yi Mobao's hand and followed Abbot Mingzhi.

"Wait a minute!" At this time, Zhou Miaoqing covered his swollen face and limped after him, "This is unfair! I was the one who was beaten this time, so how come this mother and son are still safe and sound? Abbot Mingzhi, you are clearly favoring Yi Qianhuan!"

When Zhou Miaoqing said this, his eyes were full of jealousy towards Yi Qianhuan.

Abbot Mingzhi is famous for his fairness, but today the abbot actually took the initiative to stand next to Yi Qianhuan!

Zhou Miaoqing didn't believe that Abbot Mingzhi did this voluntarily. He thought that the evil woman Yi Qianhuan must have some kind of witchcraft that bewitched Abbot Mingzhi.

"Amitabha. Longan Temple can accommodate everyone in the world, but Mr. Zhou cannot be kind to Mr. Yi. Mr. Zhou was rude first and committed bad karma. Naturally, he needs to pay for it. Today I will give you a small punishment and a big warning. I hope Mr. Zhou will remember it. If there is a next time, you will not be so lucky."

As soon as Abbot Mingzhi said this, all those who had just said bad things about Yi Qianhuan lowered their heads.

Speaking of which, Yi Qianhuan really did nothing after entering Longan Temple.

It was Zhou Miaoqing who suddenly jumped out to criticize Yi Qianhuan. But upon closer examination, Zhou Miaoqing had no basis to conclude that Yi Qianhuan had any ill intentions in coming here.

When Zhou Miaoqing heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he hurried to pull Lin Wanyue: "Yue'er, you have to help me! I'm standing up for you, you can't just ignore me!"

Lin Wanyue heard Zhou Miaoqing speak so loudly that she wanted to roll her eyes to the sky.

Even at this time, Zhou Miaoqing still can't see the situation clearly. He is so stupid!

But Lin Wanyue couldn't get angry in front of so many people, so she could only groan and faint.

"Mother!" Helian Ziyu shook Lin Wanyue and made sure that she would not wake up. He then turned his eyes to the other middle-aged monk next to Abbot Mingzhi for help. "Master Mingchan, my mother has always been weak. She must have fainted because she could not bear the shock. Master Mingchan, please have mercy on my mother and help her."

Master Mingchan clasped his hands together and sighed, "Abbot, please take Donor Yi to the meditation room. I will take care of Donor Lin."

Abbot Mingzhi looked at Master Mingchan meaningfully, then left with Yi Qianhuan and Yi Mobao.

Master Mingchan took Lin Wanyue and Helian Ziyu to the Zen room to rest.

Having the maids help the unconscious Lin Wanyue to the soft couch, Master Mingchan said to the young monk beside him, "Jingxin, take Mr. Lin's maid to make a bowl of calming tea for Young Master Yu. Come back after he drinks it. Mr. Lin needs acupuncture here, so it's inconvenient for others to disturb him."

Helian Ziyu looked up at the kind-looking Master Mingchan and took the maid's hand: "Sister, let's ask the young master to take us to drink some calming tea."

After watching the three people leave, Master Mingchan turned around and entered the room.

After closing the door, Master Mingchan put away the kind smile on his face and sat down in the empty seat in front of the table.

"You don't have to pretend in front of me."

Lin Wanyue, who had been lying motionless on the bed, opened her eyes and looked at Master Mingchan with some fear: "Master..."