As Cén Língxī stood upon the high platform in the center of the main hall, Yuè Huá said with a mischievous glint in her eye, "Abbot Jizhen, Abbot Jizhen, how about the two of us place a wager?"
Abbot Jizhen first chanted a Buddhist invocation, then calmly refused, "No. This poor monk is bound by precepts."
Waging bets was out of the question; he would never, not in this lifetime, place a bet.
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