He had just opened his mouth when Feng Xi spoke again: "Did you just say you were going to return the 100 million incense money I donated? When you said that, did you consider the plight of the Kucan Sect disciples? You hold the Disciplinary Hall in your hands and never have to worry about food or drink, but everyone else is starving! Don't give me any talk about asceticism—even asceticism has its limits, doesn't it?! I simply don't believe anyone genuinely loves wearing robes and shoes with holes in them, or watery porridge so clear it can double as a mirror! As the head of the Disciplinary Hall, you are narrow-minded, petty, and use your position to settle personal scores; you disregard the bigger picture and are completely unworthy of your title!"
The spectator monks nodded in agreement. Everything else aside, these final words struck straight to the bottom of their hearts! Inwardly, they cursed Elder Yuanzhi for speaking from a position of ease without caring about the suffering of others. Even Elder Gukuan silently gave Feng Xi a mental thumbs-up!
Elder Yuanzhi said angrily, "Utter nonsense! What our Kucan Sect practices is asceticism. Although I am the head of the Disciplinary Hall, my food and clothing are no different from any other disciple..."
Chapter 529