Wang Zhiyi felt her heart was depressed and her pretty face turned pale.

Monk?

Monk?

She was almost madly angry!

Your monk went out in the middle of the night wearing armor and carrying a schoolbag?

"Amitabha--"

At this moment, a Buddha's name suddenly sounded in the distance.

A young monk, wearing a gray monk's robe, holding a bottle of Coke in one hand and a chicken leg in the other, walked over from a distance. The young monk blinked and whispered to Fang Ping'an: "Little brother, the abbot was banned from his account today. He was in a bad mood. He asked me to ask you to go back to the temple quickly..."

As he said that, the young monk took advantage of Wang Zhiyi's gaze and winked at Fang Ping'an.

Fang Ping'an was stunned at first, then nodded in a slight way.
Chapter completed!