"If the Taoist Master has something to say, he might as well say it directly." Feng Jiu walked in from outside, followed by Leng Hua.
Seeing Feng Jiu, the seated Taoist Priest stood up and bowed towards her, saying, "Poor Taoist has met Lord Feng."
"Taoist Master, please sit down." Feng Jiu invited him to take a seat, while she herself walked to the main seat and sat down. Before she looked at the Taoist Priest sitting on the lower left side and asked, "What's the meaning of Taoist Priest's earlier words?"
The Taoist Priest looked at Feng Jiu, stroked his beard and laughed, saying, "Poor Taoist this person is not quite the same as that monk, that monk all day long is the heaven's opportunity can not be leaked on the side of his mouth, but the Taoist Priest is different, there are words that the Taoist Priest can not say, but, there are words that the Taoist Priest is able to say."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu looked at him and did not open her mouth.
