An Inner Sect Elder flashed to the disciple's side and performed a healing art, allowing him to catch his breath.
He sputtered weakly, "Quick... Go... Save... Junior Sister Zhu..."
Just then, an arrogant, raspy voice echoed from outside. "Amitabha Buddha. Since your esteemed sect is unwilling to let this old monk in for the feast, I will have to invite a few of your female patrons to contemplate the profound mysteries before the Joyful Buddha. Consider it my way of congratulating you on your grand opening."
Everyone in the hall turned to look at Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng remained composed. He scanned the crowd and said, "My apologies for the disturbance, everyone. Our sect is new to this area, and I fully expected some unwelcome guests to arrive. Does anyone present know who this is?"
