Chapter 739
In recent days, Cheng Dalei had not been idle. When Wei Muchong challenged him at the temple gate, he would go out and fight a few rounds with him.
The rest of the time he was preoccupied with his own affairs, preparing the beast hides that had been sent to him by making them pliable before having the temple's monks sew them together.
It must be said the monks, despite their humdrum lives of vegetarianism and chanting, had quite the proficiency in handicrafts. Their stitches were tiny and tight, with no visible flaws.
By the third day, the task was nearing completion, but Monk Liao Ran remained clueless.
"Chief Cheng, What is the purpose of these items?"
"Heh, I have a clever plan. If everything goes smoothly, I should be leaving tonight."
"Leaving? How so?" Monk Liao Ran, his brows furrowed, failed to understand Cheng Dalei's meaning.
