In this chapter, we learn that the old fart has come to the temple to protect the young master. The young master is not familiar with the fart, but the purple aura of the emperor makes him impossible to apprehend by the temple's guards. If the organization knows who he is, they can kidnap him directly. The rich playboys, he says, are so greedy that they can barely control themselves. He asks the living god if he has a solution to the problem. The living god replies that saving one life is more valuable than building a seven story pagoda.