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Chapter 217 The Revelation of George's Grandma Before Philip completely lost his cool due to frustrat Laster Nirvana said, "Amitabha, please, there's no need to be hasty in your decision. May we have a conversation?" Milly nodded in agreement.

Master Nirvana slightly stepped aside, allowing space for her to pass. “Miss Milly, please." Milly did not refuse and walked out. Talking outside was perfect; she wouldn't have to worry about considering others' feelings or hesitating to refuse or respond directly. With just the two of them outside, it would be easier to speak freely. She initially thought they would be talking in the courtyard, but to her surprise, Master Nirvana led her to a nearby side room. The room seemed seldom used, as it had a faint scent of wood shavings mixed with a subtle hint of sandalwood, which was not unpleasant. Master Nirvana turned on the light, and the room was instantly illuminated, allowing Milly to clearly see its interior.

The room greeted them with a subtle scent of wood chips and sandalwood, instilling a peaceful vibe. As Master Nirvana switched on the light, a Buddha statue positioned towards the door appeared, with a memorial plaque underneath.

"The Tomb of of Daisy, Disciple of Nirvana," it said.

Milly raised an eyebrow, puzzled by the name. Daisy sounded like a female name. She wondered if Master Nirvana had other disciples aside from Vajra and Karuna.

No, more accurately, a deceased disciple. But what was Nirvana's intention? Bringing her here and showing her this tablet-what was he trying to convey? Master Nirvana slowly stepped forward, lighting the candles on the altar and inserting three lit incense sticks into the incense burner. "Amitabha, peace and blessings." Although Milly was dying of curiosity, she didn't speak first. She had so many questions that she didn't know where to start, but there was no rush. This monk would likely explain everything.As she pondered, the bracelet hidden in her sleeve began to shake violently, startling her. She quickly covered it with her hand, trying to calm it down. Noticing her unease, Master Nirvana counselled, "My dear, let it be. Sthings are beyond our control." Milly needed clarification. Master Nirvana smiled slightly, "That bracelet is no ordinary object. Trying to suppress it might backfire. Instead of fighting it, why not accept it?" Milly's eyes widened in disbelief. She looked at him, then at the bracelet on her wrist, back and forth several times.

With a gentle smile, Master Nirvana replied, “Amitabha, may I know what you are referring to?" Milly rolled up her sleeve, revealing her fair wrist and the hanging bracelet. The silvery-brown bracelet contrasted with her white skin, and in the flickering candlelight, it seemed somewhat mysterious. She then exposed the bracelet on her wrist, eagerly inquiring, "Master Nirvana, is this the bracelet you spoke of? Do you know how to take it off?" After trying numerous methods unsuccessfully and even contemplating extrmeasures, the idea that someone might know about the bracelet gave her hope.

Master Nirvana maintained his calm demeanour and stated, "Amitabha, smysteries are meant to stay hidden." Milly pressed, "I just want your help removing this bracelet. It's not mine to keep. It should be with the original owner, don't you think?" Master Nirvana pointed out, "Every deed has its repercussions. How can you be so certain that this bracelet isn't meant for you? Moreover, now that it's with you, why is there an urgent need to return it to the original owner?" 1/3 Chapter 217 The Revelation of George's Grandma 0 Finished Biting her lip, Milly said, "See, this bracelet actually got slapped on my wrist by mistake. It's not really mine. Just because I'm holding it doesn't mean I can do whatever I want, like sell it. In legal terms, I'm not the true owner of this thing, so it's not mine." She hoped the monk would gr. using philosophy.

e legal concept. If that didn't work, she might have to break it down And if philosophy didn't hit heither...

She'd have no choice but to drop to her knees, twisting and turning desperately, pulling out all the stops with swild poetic flair to outsmart him! Master Nirvana was busy fiddling with his rosary, dodging her question, saying, “I know all about this bracelet. It used to belong to one of my disciples." Milly went quiet, her thoughts racing.

"Your disciple?" Master Nirvana took a moment to look at the memorial plaque. His smile was the skind she was used to, but there was a hint of sadness.

Was it because the plaque mentioned Daisy? "Yes, she was my disciple, and she was also the last one I had. Like you, she had a strong connection to Buddhism, always surrounded by this kind of Buddha light, and was a true follower." Milly was shocked. "So why did she die?" Usually, people with a Buddhist affinity were supposed to live longer, right? Master Nirvana said, “In our huge world, full of countless living things, she left due to the things of this world, to let go of the attachments in her heart." Now Milly was totally lost. “Let go of attachments?" Aren't attachments something you're supposed to give up or deal with? Why use such strange wording? Wouldn't it be better to help living beings rather than hold onto attachments? Wait a minute... something doesn't make sense.

Milly suddenly got it, her eyes opening wide again. She remembered that the bracelet initially belonged to George's grandmother before somehow ending up with her. And now Master Nirvana was saying it was his disciple Daisy's, so... Could it be that Daisy was George's grandma?! Could it really be that incredible? Thinking it over, it was the only thing that made sense.

Milly's confusion deepened, and she asked, "Master Nirvana, when you offered earlier to teachat the temple, was it because of this Wanal to teach bracelet? Or was there something else you know that made you want to takeon as a disciple?" 2/3 09.13 Thu, 4 Jun W Chapter 217 The Revelation of George's Grandma

Milly felt like things were quickly getting out of hand, almost as if she was being pushed along by something she couldn't see.