F*ck me!
'What's going on with the monk disciple?'
'Going mad?'
'What have I done to make the monk disciple go mad?'
Chu Kuangren may appear very calm on the surface, but deep down, he brooded over the monk as he had a lot of questions.
Did he not just say six words?
How could it possibly make a monk disciple go mad?
If he knew something like that would happen earlier, he would not have made things up on the fly. If something bad were to happen to this monk disciple, would Thunder Temple seek him out for payback?
Chu Kuangren kept on thinking about various measures to save the monk.
Although he was not afraid of the Thunder Temple, he did contribute to Wu Ye's current situation. He could not possibly stand idly and watch without helping.
Chu Kuangren looked at Wu Ye and secretly gritted his teeth.
'I must continue making things up!'
