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Yang Yuxin didn't hide anything from the female officer and recounted what had happened—starting with me to tarnish the reputation of Qingcheng.
"Wow, wow, wow," the policewoman exclaimed in surprise, "even monks have learned to start new businesses... How do their brains even work?"
Feng Jun hummed lightly, "It's the era of big data, after all. This is called value-added service."
The officer sighed in frustration, "Well, you can't trust face readers anymore... What if they recommend me for cosmetic surgery?"
She considered today's experience a novel incident and even shared it with her colleagues when she returned to the police station that night.
One of her colleagues commented that monks still carry a bit of arrogance, or to be more precise, they're meant to show some detachment, so they shouldn't get too entangled with the Mortal World—without the mystique, who would believe them?
