Chu Dazhuang looked at the little nun's astonished expression and, at that moment, chuckled to himself.
"Amitabha!"
The little nun was even more excited, moving her feet around, her eyes filled with sheer amazement.
"Thank the Buddha!"
However, as soon as these words left her mouth, Chu Dazhuang's face was covered in black lines.
"Are you kidding me? I'm the one who healed you..."
But Chu Dazhuang, while internally grumbling, didn't really mind; after all, the little nun was quite young, and having faith was pretty good.
At this moment, the little nun also gently stood up, then looked at Chu Dazhuang with sheer excitement in her expression, and suddenly brought her hands together and bowed deeply to him in respect.
"Thank you, benefactor, for healing my foot injury."
After she finished speaking, Chu Dazhuang came to his senses, then he chuckled softly as well and didn't mind.
