One tall and one short, one fat and one thin.
One of them was wearing a white shirt while the other was wearing a pink dress.
The two of them looked at tyrant with burning eyes. Tyrant's heart shrank, and he suddenly put his palms together and chanted Amitabha.
The monk held Lulu's stick and muttered, ""The Dragon Slayer will become an evil Dragon." His voice was filled with compassion and kindness, but it also seemed to be filled with evil.
"Stick to your heart and never forget your mission."
Lu huaijiang did not understand.
Lulu clenched his fists, his eyes twinkling.
"You monk, what do you mean by" Dragon Slayer becomes an evil Dragon "?" Lu huaijiang felt uncomfortable. Frowning, he took Lulu's hand and was about to leave.
"If you say so, then how do you explain my blank signature?"
With a clatter, Lu huaijiang threw the blank lot at the monk's feet.
