"Xuanzang..."
Thinking aloud, Maitreya Buddha's gaze fell upon Jiang Liu and he spoke, "I didn't expect you to possess such divine skills. Thank you. If it weren't for you, my injuries wouldn't have healed so easily!"
"Your praise is too much, Buddha. It's my honor to tend to your wounds!" Hearing Maitreya Buddha's words, Jiang Liu responded.
On the surface, the work was done very thoroughly.
Jiang Liu's reaction pleased many of the Buddhas around him, who nodded in approval.
Although his abilities were good in all aspects, his temperament was still excellent. He wasn't arrogant about his talents and remained respectful towards Maitreya Buddha.
"Very good!"
Hearing Jiang Liu's response, Maitreya Buddha's face showed a hint of satisfaction. He smiled and nodded, "Since you have such supernatural powers, then, can you also heal my severed arm?"
"Severed arm!?"
