Chapter 595: Chapter 368: Monk King – How Many Masters Does He Have? (6K)_3

Large numbers of Jieke Group soldiers maintained order at the scene. Above them on the platform, Pupeng, the King, was kneeling on the ground, his body trembling and his eyes filled with fear.

The crowd of onlookers was immense. Seeing the Jieke Group preparing to execute the King was a shock unmatched for Siam, a country that had always revered its monarchy.

This made the citizens realize that even a king could be executed, just like an ordinary person. As a result, the authority of the monarchy was drastically undermined, allowing the Jieke Group to manipulate this puppet state more effectively.

The execution was overseen by Baiya, the current king of Siam, personally appointed by Su Jie.

As soon as Su Jie’s car stopped, Baiya eagerly ran over to open the door for him.

After getting out of the car, Su Jie looked up at the platform and chuckled, “So you really set up a guillotine! Thoughtful of you.”

The execution device on the platform was an old guillotine, its side blade shiny, heavy, and sharp.

“Pupeng insulted Mr. Su and conspired with outsiders to kill his father. Decapitation is already very merciful,” Baiya said. “Do you have any further instructions?”

“Just proceed with the plan.”

Su Jie nodded, and Baiya led the way as the soldiers cleared a path for Su Jie to reach the best viewing spot.

There were also journalists with cameras nearby, ready to broadcast the event on the news.

This was a way to establish the authority of the Jieke Group and to show the countries of Southeast Asia the consequences of offending the Jieke Group.

Su Jie had timed his arrival perfectly, and as soon as he was seated, the execution time was upon them.

After Baiya excused himself and went down to direct the execution, a commotion suddenly started in the crowd and people began pushing forward.

Liu Yingying, startled, said instinctively, “What’s going on, is someone trying to disrupt the execution?”

“With this setup, who would dare disrupt the execution? We’re not filming a movie.”

Su Jie said jokingly. Besides the heavily armed soldiers, there was a company of Steel Camp Soldiers on guard. Anyone thinking of disrupting the execution would be insanely risking their life.

Turning his head toward the direction of the disturbance, Su Jie saw a group of shiny bald heads, extremely conspicuous among the crowd.

They were a group of monks draped in robes, walking slowly with hands clasped, and ahead of them, police cleared the way with flashing sirens.

As they walked past, many nearby citizens knelt down in reverence.

Even Su Jie noticed that Baiya, the king, also knelt before an elder monk at the forefront, performing a gesture of worship.

Soon after, Baiya hurried over, panting, “Mr. Su, the situation is bad. The Monk King is here.”

“The Monk King?”

“Yes, the other party is the abbot of the Manchester Morlan Buddha Temple, Pamom, the 22nd Monk King. In our country, Buddhism has an organization called the High Monk Committee, the highest leader of which is the Monk King. This committee consists of one Monk King, four deputy Monk Kings, and eight elected senior monks. It is responsible for overseeing the Buddhist monastic discipline, regulations, propaganda, and welfare in Siam.”

Baiya caught his breath and quickly explained the situation, afraid that Su Jie might unintentionally offend the Monk King, and even gave Su Jie a briefing.

Hearing the identity of the visitor, Liu Yingying couldn’t help saying, “I saw you paying homage to him just now; so, he really does hold that much power.”

She had heard about Buddhism. In Siam, once Buddhist boys reached a certain age, they were required to become monks, an obligation that applied even to the Royal Family and nobility. After a period of monastic life, they could return to secular life, a practice that had become an unwritten rule.

Previously, she had thought it exaggerated, but seeing Baiya’s attitude towards the Monk King, the rumors clearly held credibility.

Hearing this, Baiya began to explain, “That’s right, in our Siam, there are two kings: one is the secular king and the other is the religious leader, the Monk King. Over 90% of our country’s population adheres to Buddhism, which has deeply integrated into the lives of our people, influencing every aspect. The king must also be a Buddhist, and must kneel before the Monk King as a sign of piety.”

As he spoke, Baiya hesitated briefly, then cautiously said, “Mr. Su, the Monk King has come this time to ask us to cancel the execution. Pupeng once received ordination from the Monk King when he was young, so the Monk King wants us to spare him and save Pupeng. Mr. Su, should we consider the position of Buddhism, otherwise…”

Before Baiya could finish, Su Jie interrupted, his eyebrows raised, “The Monk King–he thinks he can make me spare someone?”

The scene quieted down for a moment. Baiya’s mouth hung open, unsure how to respond. After a while, he finally reacted.

“Well, Mr. Su, the Monk King doesn’t have an army, but he is the highest spiritual leader for all Buddhist believers. Shall we refuse directly?”

Baiya’s voice was lowered, shocked by Su Jie’s boldness.

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After all, this was the supreme figure in Siam, revered as divine by all followers!

In the eyes of the Buddhist populace, the Monk King was a symbol of faith for the spirit and soul. If the Buddhist community were to hear Su Jie’s earlier remark, it could cause a tremendous uproar.

“No need to say more, let him come to see me.”

Su Jie gestured with his hand for Baiya to bring the man over.

Baiya felt the situation might be heading towards a messy outcome, but dared not counter Su Jie’s command, and simply turned to bring the Monk King over.