After Han Mo finished speaking, the entire private room fell silent.
Even though the old monk was extremely enraged, he dared not speak another word.
He had already witnessed the extent of Han Mo's capabilities before.
The stir in the imperial court this morning had made everyone in the land remember the name Han Mo.
Outsiders watched the excitement, while insiders observed the substance.
Although the old monk was not involved in officialdom, he was undoubtedly one of the most well-informed people in Bianliang City.
The more intelligence one possessed, the more accurate one's analysis of the court situation would be.
With the schemes, methods, and strength Han Mo had displayed this time, if such a person were to truly make up his mind and stand in direct opposition to Buddhism, it would likely be the most terrifying disaster for Buddhism in decades!
"Amitabha!"
After taking a deep breath, the old monk finally closed his eyes again.
"That's more like it, Master. Each generation produces outstanding individuals who shine for centuries. The times change, and now it's our turn! I have no intention of eliminating you completely. If you are willing to withdraw from Bianliang for three years, I am willing to show you another path to the flourishing of Buddhism. What do you say, Master?"
"This matter is too significant. I need to return and discuss it with my disciples!"
"That is of course no problem, but I will need a time limit. Master, you know that such important matters cannot be delayed indefinitely!"
"Three days from now, this old monk will await your esteemed presence at the Da Xiangguo Temple!"
"Very well, then we shall meet in three days!"
"Farewell!"
After spitting out two words from between his teeth, the old monk, suppressing his rage, straightened his monk's robe and stumbled towards the door.
Watching his hunched back, Han Mo also let out a long sigh of relief.
It wasn't that he wanted to trouble these monks; it was simply that compared to these monks who had been starving for years, the behavior of the Daoists, who were almost full, was much more presentable.
Both were wolves preying on the nation, but one had been starving for years and had only just begun to feed, while the other was already eight parts full. If he had to choose between the two wolves, Han Mo naturally had to choose the one with the better appetite.
As for feeling wronged, Han Mo couldn't afford to worry about that.
After seeing off the old monk, Han Mo suddenly lost his interest in drinking further.
Fine wine and delicacies, high officials and generous salaries, splendor and wealth, beautiful women and luxurious carriages—all seemed within his grasp at that moment, yet he suddenly had no appetite for them.
"Young Master, those courtesans are waiting for you..."
Seeing Han Mo sitting alone in the room, drinking his sorrows away, Jiang Yan quietly walked in and said in a low voice.
"I've suddenly lost my taste for drinking. Why don't you accompany me for a walk?"
After draining the remaining wine in his cup, Han Mo suddenly pushed open the window and said.
"Ah?"
So many people were waiting to catch a glimpse of Han Mo at this moment, but the very person, Han Mo, wanted to escape. This immediately stunned Jiang Yan.
"Ah what? Are you going or not?"
As Han Mo spoke, he straightened his loose robes. Behind this private room was the backyard of the Fanlou. Although it was on the third floor, with Han Mo's skills, it shouldn't be a problem to jump out from here.
"But, outside..."
"They drink their wine, and they haven't paid me for it. Why should I care about them?"
Han Mo finished speaking, picked up the brush and ink from the nearby table, quickly wrote a few large characters on the paper, then dropped the brush, pressed his right hand on the window, and like a nimble civet cat, he lightly tapped the eaves twice before landing silently in the backyard.
Seeing that Han Mo had already left, Jiang Yan, despite his reluctance, could only quickly follow.
"Hahahaha!"
Even though he came out from the backyard of the Fanlou, Han Mo had to exert considerable effort to finally get back into his carriage.
"I say, Young Master, you still have the nerve to laugh? You just left without a word. Aren't you afraid those courtesans will come knocking on your door tomorrow?"
Listening to Han Mo's carefree laughter, Jiang Yan couldn't help but pout and mutter in a low voice.
"Live for today, and worry about tomorrow when it comes. Life is but a few decades. Why think so much?"
As Han Mo spoke, he leaned back against the soft cushion of the carriage and stretched out with a long yawn.
"Then where are we going now?"
Jiang Yan clearly couldn't emulate Han Mo's nonchalance, but he could only ask with a wry smile.
"The most detestable thing about Bianliang City is that at night, the streets are filled with people! Buy some top-quality side dishes, choose a quiet place with fewer people, and accompany me for a good drink!"
Handing his money bag to Jiang Yan, Han Mo directly closed his eyes.
"Young Master, you haven't been bewitched by that old monk, have you?"
Seeing Han Mo fall silent, Jiang Yan suddenly seemed to recall something and quickly asked.
"Bah! Can't you wish me well? I just did something I feel guilty about, and now I feel a bit uneasy in my heart. As for bewitching people, do you think those monks and Daoists are my match? If anyone is to be bewitched, it will be them!"
Kicking the carriage door with his foot, Han Mo said irritably.
"I'm relieved to hear you say that. I thought you had been persuaded by those old monks..."
Hearing that Han Mo still had the energy to curse, Jiang Yan finally felt at ease.
Without further ado, he drove the carriage around Bianliang City.
Since Han Mo's money bag was in his hand, and he didn't care if the two of them could finish it all, he would buy anything that smelled delicious with a wave of his hand.
In less than half an hour, the large carriage was almost stuffed full.
"Young Master, do you think this place is suitable?"
After buying the side dishes, Jiang Yan drove the carriage along the Bian River, specifically heading towards a less crowded area.
His efforts were not in vain. Soon, he found a place with a rather nice view.
"It's alright. Huh, there's even a wine shop there? How about here? Let's take the things and go!"