C522 Wen Yu What Are You Going to Do?

As Yijing slowly removed the prayer beads from around his neck, he wrapped them three times around his palm. With a flick of his thumb, a mechanism clicked, and the 108 blood-red amber beads clung tightly in his hand, while the three-foot sword pointed straight to the ground. This was the Sword of Buddha.

Yijing calmly looked at Eunuch Lee, his mind racing