Panicking Liu Shi
Editor: Henyee Translations
The handsome monk returned to the meditation room alone and sat at the table to think.
When the young novice monk brought in the tea, he saw the handsome monk in a daze.
It was really strange. Usually, at this time, his Master would be sleeping. Could it be that he had just encountered something special?
It did not seem like his Master's style.
"Qing Wu," the handsome monk suddenly said.
The novice monk looked up. "Master, you called me?"
"Help me pack my things." The handsome monk placed his hand under his chin and rubbed his slender fingertips gently. He looked at the novice monk. "Do you want to leave with me, or stay here?"
Little Qing did not understand what this meant and only stared at the handsome monk with his round eyes.
"Ah, Master, are we leaving? Where are we going? To beg for alms?"
The handsome monk nodded. "We're leaving."