"???"
'This... I don't remember ever telling him. How does Zhuan Yu know?'
"Master..."
Yang An decided to confess, to use this chance to tell him about Guang'an.
'That's right. My Dharma name is Guang'an. I'm a Gami in the Great Virtue Temple, and I've become the new His Highness the Buddha Prince's Attendant Monk!'
But before he could speak, Zhuan Yu cut him off.
"Say no more. I know you're a clever man. But you must also remember that my Golden Thread Pavilion and the Great Virtue Temple have been rivals for many years. Our infiltration of each other's ranks runs deep. I have quite a few eyes and ears in the Great Virtue Temple myself, you know. Heh heh."
"..."
'Is this old bastard warning me?'
'But if you're going to warn me, at least get your facts straight first.'
Yang An was speechless.
This was the second time he had fallen silent before Zhuan Yu. And in Zhuan Yu's eyes, his silence was an admission.
