Jin Tong was about to attack Monk Jie Kong. "Wait, Jin Tong!"
A wolf with its entire body shrouded in black dashed down from the rooftop on the other side.
As soon as it landed, it shielded Jin Tong behind itself. "Jin Tong, leave this monk to me. You should leave this place, live in seclusion!"
"You Wolf, why are you helping me like this? I've only saved you once. I appreciate your help, but this is my own affair, and I don't wish for you to intervene!"
Jin Tong's pent-up rage had long since boiled over, rejecting anyone's assistance without distinguishing between ally or enemy.
"Jin Tong! Think of Zhao Jin; as long as he still has a soul, he will surely reincarnate, and one day you will meet him again! If, on that day, you scatter your Primordial Spirit completely, how will you be together with him?"
The Soul-Devouring Ghost Wolf patiently counseled Jin Tong.
"But... this wretched monk's Buddhist Law is formidable, I'm worried for you!"
Jin Tong voiced his concerns.
