A Film Queen of Two Worlds novel Chapter 216

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Chapter 216 The True Master Arrives 

Amid all the noise and debates, everyone missed the sound of the wooden door creaking open again. 

Squeak. 

In the dim Buddha hall, an elderly monk with white–as–snow eyebrows walked in, wearing a robe full of patches but still radiating energy and sharpness that was hard to miss. 

“Amitabha.” 

Yet, with the room already buzzing with various activities – some caught up in the sights, others deep in heated discussions, a few visibly annoyed, and some secretly content – the newcomer’s entrance initially went unnoticed. 

Master Vajra, just about to leave the hall, first noticed the surprise visitor. He looked shocked, momentarily losing his usual calm. “Mas… Master?” 

His words quickly quieted everyone down. 

Master Vajra called the person ‘Master‘ 

Surprise spread throughout the room as everyone’s attention shifted to the door. Master Karuna, close to Vajra, quickly greeted the newcomer, bowing deeply. “Amitabha, Master.” 

No doubt about it the respected and energetic elder at the doorway was indeed Master Nirvana. 

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Nirvana is a name some avoid, but he took it as his Dharma name. He once mentioned, “Things come and go, and so does life. The Buddha teaches and transforms, so why fear Nirvana?” 

His legacy was impressive; numerous leaders from different nations trekked to Halturia to see Master Nirvana. 

More than spreading Buddhist teachings and scriptures, his insight into divination also drew many prominent individuals to him. Even those not versed in Buddhism revered him, affectionately calling him ‘Master Nirvana.‘ 

Seeing him return, Vajra hurried over, surprised, asking, “Amitabha, Master, weren’t you in retreat? What brings you out today?” 

Holding his rosary, Master Nirvana replied with a voice rich with seriousness yet comforting, “Amitabha, I sensed the will of the heavens and predicted the arrival of a special guest today, prompting me to end my seclusion early.” 

This announcement sparked whispers among those nearby, especially the newer monks who still held onto their worldly desires, speculating among themselves. 

“A special guest? What does that mean? Could someone here be that guest?” 

“Master Nirvana’s predictions are spot on. If he says a guest is coming, we definitely have one. But who among us?” 

“Maybe it’s Miss Milly? She didn’t get any fortune today, and Master Karuna did say she has the air of a notable guest about her.“/ 

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“Or possibly Miss Stephanic, especially since Master Karuna took her as his disciple. That carlier comment might’ve been to make her feel better.” 

“That makes sense.” 

As the whispers grew, Milly stood still, her mind racing. 

Could it be… 

The fraud from the airport? Could he be the one who kept trying to talk to me? How did he end up here? 

And why were Vajra and Karuna calling him Master? 

Was he not a fraud after all? 

This realisation deeply puzzled Milly. 

Noticing her conflicted feelings, Master Nirvana walked over to Milly with a kind smile reminiscent of a caring relative. “Amitabha, benefactor, we meet again.” 

Milly tugged at the corner of her mouth, unable to muster a smile. “Previously, I mentioned that you are surrounded by a Buddhist aura, indicating you are destined to have a connection with Buddhism and we will meet again.” Milly remains silent. Indeed, Master Nirvana had said these words at the airport, but she thought he was a fraud then and didn’t give it much thought. Now, there might be some truth to his words. 

Everything went quiet again when Master Nirvana walked over to Milly to talk to her. Everyone looked shocked to see them together as if Milly was someone from the beyond. Stephanie’s smile was stuck on her face, frozen. 

What’s going on? How does Milly know Master Nirvana? 

William saw what was happening, snorted, and said quietly to George, “No surprise, Boss wasn’t impressed with the magician you found. She’s acquainted with someone far more impressive. You’ve been outplayed, brother.” 

That notion of being outplayed lingered. 

George’s look could cut through ice, making whoever was smirking a moment ago stop and shrink away, clearly scared. 

Despite the surprise, Milly kept her calm. She greeted Master Nirvana, “Hello, Master Nirvana, great to see you again.” She felt a bit guilty as she did. 

Master Nirvana, unbothered by her inner conflict, asked, “Would you consider becoming my last disciple?” 

Milly didn’t respond immediately. 

It felt like a massive day for Buddhist recruitment, almost like a Black Friday sale–recruit now or regret it later, thinking there’d be some misfortune if they missed their chance. 

And why was everyone staring at her like she was the day’s main event? 

Was she suddenly not important?