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On a street, there was a lounge chair.
Wang Hao lay on it, legs crossed, sipping on a drink through a straw while flipping through the pages of a yellow booklet.
Meanwhile, a considerable number of monks had gathered around him.
They had come to see if this new generation of Buddhist Law that Wang Hao spoke of truly existed.
"Reading such books, he’s truly a disgrace to Buddhism!"
"It’s normal for someone immersed in the mundane world to read su ...
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