539 Chopping Wood

Fangzheng was embarrassed by Red Boy's words as he pulled him to the side and got up. He pressed his palms together and said, "Amitabha. Patron, please don't mind him. Although this Penniless Monk's disciple isn't young, he still has the temper of a child."

"He isn't young?" Guan Xiangfeng was taken aback. He looked at Red Boy, whose skin was supple and pink like a doll, and felt that he could only be a few years old. Was Fangzheng treating him as a retard? Guan Xiangfeng laughed dryly and just as he wanted to make a snide remark, his gaze happened to fall on the Frost Bamboo on the ground. He suddenly recalled that he was there to make a request and not to find fault with Fangzheng. Therefore he drew a deep breath and said, "Forget it, I won't hold it against a child."

"I won't hold it against a child either." Red Boy scoffed as he mimicked Guan Xiangfeng's tone.