"So, according to you, what is interesting?" Xiao Feng interjected.
"Of course, it's our Huaxia's native Taoism that's the most interesting." Ji Liangcai replied earnestly, "Take the Tao Te Ching and the Bible, for instance. To truly grasp the essence of the forr, you need plenty of experience and intuition.
But the latter?
It's almost spoon-fed to you, with no need for personal insight.
Simply put, the difference is like 'I want to wake up with you every day' versus 'I want to sleep with you.'
Sotis being too straightforward lacks a certain artistic touch."
Xiao Feng pondered it briefly, not comnting on whether there was any truth to it, but instead asked, "If that's the case, why are you even here today?
Are you here to stir up trouble?"
To be honest, he found the presence of the person beside him here quite contradictory.
This contradiction wasn't just limited to attire; it extended to behavior and words.
It's like soone who loves stinky tofu finding it a gourt delight, but those who hate it feel nauseous just from the sll.
Yet, you don't see those who hate stinky tofu standing in front of stalls cursing at them.
And here was Ji Liangcai expressing obvious disdain while attending a chapel's open ceremony—wasn't he just asking for discomfort?
"Xiao, I'm only telling you this: I actually picked up the invitation, purely to join the fun and see if I could... uh, you know."
Ji Liangcai whispered, his tone and expression showing he wasn't joking at all.
Xiao Feng nodded, not bothering to discern if the other was lying or truthful, since it had nothing to do with him.
Right now, he was most curious about what Xu Chun and Chen Chunxia were up to. Did they really want to kill everyone present?
Though signs pointed to this being very possible, the question was, what was the gain?
"Gentleman in the last row, wearing odd clothes, please stand up." Johnny suddenly said from the podium.
Ji Liangcai stood up, looking perplexed, and said, "Are you talking to ?"
He had been so engrossed in conversation with Xiao Feng that he hadn't been listening to Johnny at all, so his response was understandable.
"Can you explain why you're dressed like that? It's disrespectful to 'The Lord,' don't you know?" Johnny questioned.
Ji Liangcai smirked, "I was in a rush, just threw on sothing and ca out.
Actually, I intended to wear a black robe like yours, but realized I wore the wrong one after leaving, and didn't have ti to change back.
No need to get so worked up; 'The Lord' is compassionate, so he will surely forgive , right?"
Johnny was montarily at a loss for words; he recognized Ji Liangcai's Taoist robe and had planned to oust him, but hadn't expected such shalessness.
Then, thinking about it, when the guy entered, he wore a Taoist robe, made a cross over his chest, and even muttered 'Amitabha'—sohow that was comprehensible.
This guy believes in everything; what can you do?
"Sit down." Johnny said sullenly.
Ji Liangcai placed his left hand on his chest, his right hand with four fingers together, and touched his forehead, chest, left shoulder, and right shoulder.
As he did so, he said, "In the na of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, An."
Then he sat down.
"..."
The entire room fell into silence once more.
Everyone's expressions were quite spectacular—this guy is extrely eccentric!
Johnny's face twitched as he coughed to draw attention and said, "Next, let's welco the philanthropist who donated to build this chapel, Mr. Xu Chun, and his wife, Ms. Chen Chunxia.
Let's greet this couple with thankful eyes.
It's they who provided us with such a solemn gathering place!
It's they who have brought us together!
Let us all pray for them, wishing them a lifeti of peace!
In the na of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, An."
As the words concluded, Chen Chunxia, holding Xu Chun's arm, walked slowly to the podium. Priest Johnny stepped aside, casting a glance full of hostility at Ji Liangcai.
"Tsk! That foreign devil is staring at , but even if he glares, he can't do the gestures as accurately as I can." Ji Liangcai sneered for the second ti.
Xiao Feng and Nie Longjiao exchanged a look, both feeling sowhat speechless.
"Xiao, could you do a favor?" Ji Liangcai suddenly asked.
"What favor?"
"It's nothing major. If I need you later, could you insert so info and tell in a whisper? If it works out, I'll treat you both to oil-braised prawns."
After saying this, Ji Liangcai stood up directly, just as the music ended, and Xu Chun and Chen Chunxia had just reached the lectern.
"Mr. Xu, Ms. Chen, before you begin your speech, allow to state a fact."
Saying this, Ji Liangcai pointed to Johnny, who had retreated to the side of the podium, and confidently said, "This priest you've hired is actually a fraud; his real na is John Knicks.
He's committed fraud multiple tis, and by chance, I once saw him at a mall opening claiming to be a famous foreign singer."
This statent caused an uproar in the room.
A number of uninford people imdiately began to look at Johnny with suspicion.
Xiao Feng furrowed his brow, looking at Ji Liangcai with surprise.
Was this guy really here to cause trouble?
"Nonsense!" Johnny angrily retorted, quickly looking to Xu Chun and Chen Chunxia: "Don't believe him. With his attire and previous conduct, nothing he says is credible."
Ji Liangcai responded calmly, "Since you won't admit it, let's do a small experint. As a priest, you're surely well-versed in the Bible, right?"
"That's obvious!" Johnny replied, annoyed.
"Alright, then I'll test you. What version is the Bible you're holding?"
"The Simplified Union Version."
"Then hear the question: What does Revelation Chapter 13, Verse 18 discuss?"
"This..." Johnny's face changed, then he regained composure, saying, "I don't deny that so can morize all the verses, but not every priest can do that.
Using mory to question my qualifications is unreasonable."
Their dispute was quickly turning into an intriguing spectacle for those present.
For the onlookers, watching the drama unfold was the main event; who won, who lost, and the outco weren't as important.
anwhile, Xiao Feng noticed that Chen Chunxia and Xu Chun exchanged a glance but neither spoke, seemingly content to watch Ji Liangcai and Johnny argue.
As he pondered, he felt soone bump his arm.
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