"So it is you, Mr. Su! I've often heard our abbot speak of you, you are a major benefactor to our Qingyuan Temple!"
The leading monk put on a warm and friendly smile. They knew well that Su Wannian was none other than the eternal fox king, a demon fox. But not all demon foxes were the same, and this one before them was a well-known tycoon in the Accumulating Thunder Mountain region, with substantial wealth at his disposal. They had no idea how much money he donated to their Qingyuan Temple in incense money each year, a real gold master who they couldn't afford to offend.
"Mr. Su, this little demon fox has caused quite a lot of damage to our temple's incense offerings. If we let her off just like that, how could we explain to the abbot when we return?"
"Right, this little demon has made us suffer a lot of losses, we can't let her off so easily!"