Dissuasion

Meng Jian's face sunk and he coldly glared at him.

Fa Wu's grin was still brimming as ever. "Why is Almsgiver Meng in the Imperial Residence of King An?"

"To kill someone," replied Meng Jian solemnly.

"Amitabha… Blasphemy. There are many sufferings in the world, why must you fault such sins? You will not be able to find release in your next life." Fa Wu chanted with his palms together. He had a look of compassion and shook his head,

"Cut the crap! He killed my brother. How can I not avenge him!?" Meng Jian impatiently flung his arms.

"If one wrong is avenged with another, how can it ever end? Why don't you take a step back? He will have his karma for killing your brother. Wouldn't it be better when you see his day of retribution arrive and you don't suffer from this sin?" Fa Wu shook his head and sighed.