Storm Clouds Approach

"Abbot Fang Zhang, don't be rash!" Once the novice monk saw that the situation's getting out of hand, he immediately wrapped his arms around Abbot Fang Zhang's ankles!

"Let me go!" Head Abbot Fang Zhang managed to boorishly swipe his sleeves as his face flamed in anger. Where was there any of the beauty of an immortal usually present before other people. "Today, if I don't beat this stinky fellow until he pisses in his pants, then my last name is not Fang!"

Baili Jia Jue smiled faintly, his face indifferent. "Your last name isn't Fang to begin with."

Bang!

Head Abbot Fang Zhang's temples pulsed, his whole body was exploding!

Eunuch Sun was doing all he could to block at the front, holding his horsetail whisk as he advised. "Abbot, please calm down, calm down!"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to cry as he said in his heart, Your Highness, you shouldn't keep provoking the abbot, couldn't you see that he's so angered by you he's almost spitting blood?