"Junior Brother..." the old monk was caught red-handed, looking utterly drained.
The tall, thin man in the monk's robe, although much younger than the old monk, was one of the Eighteen Arhats and highly skilled in Martial Arts, commanding great respect.
"This is?" Luo Hanchen looked at Tao Ti, his eyes full of inquiry.
The old monk hurriedly explained.
"You're sending a girl here to learn Martial Arts?" Luo Hanchen frowned, looking every bit the stern academic old-fashioned type.
"What era are we in? Your old-fashioned thinking needs to keep up with the times!" the old monk argued earnestly.
Luo Hanchen glanced at him sideways, "To learn like you, immature enough to steal food from the kitchen?"
"I..." The old monk was temporarily at a loss for words.
Luo Hanchen: "Little guy, can you knock down a tree with one punch?"
Tao Ti nodded, "I've even broken a boat."
"Not a small feat, but you're not lying, are you?"
