Hui Tong Monk felt as if a ferocious tiger were staring at his back, extending its tongue to lick his neck.
He harbored no thoughts of resistance in his heart, not even the courage and determination it would take to flee for his life. Hui Tong Monk muttered the Heart Sutra silently to himself while tremblingly beginning to explain, "Noble layman, please quell your anger. My brother and I are just monks wandering this place and mean no harm."
"Mean no harm?"
Su Heng let out a "heh" as if he had heard some joke, and scoffed, "To look up and see the king implies intent to strike down the monarch. Tell me where you come from, and I might grant you a quick death."
"I—" Hui Tong Monk's mind raced.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a large hand spread its fingers and brutally press down on his head.
"You are hesitating," Su Heng's icy, merciless voice came through as he sneered, "It seems you're thinking about how to deceive me, but you don't use the chances you get."
Crack!
