"Why did you give such a long and tedious speech?" Responded Dao'on, the fatty monk with another question.
But judging by his way of speaking innocently, it became so comical in the eyes of the crowd sitting on the three floors of the house.
Amidst the hysterical laughter of the crowd, Prince Hua Kong, the baldy beefy man cried out at the top of his lungs, "Yes, he is right. Hahahaha! Elder Chen Rong, what do you have to say in your defense about this funny little monk's question?"
"Ugh, what a drag?!" Donghai tugged the fatty monk and continued, whispering, "Nobody is stopping us. Let's run inside on the count of three. One, two, three!" Then they dashed into the Mirror Teleporter along with the two beasts.
Chen Rong waved his hand and a layer of ice materialized blocking the path.
