Hou Niao watched the monk Tihu arrive by raft, his round face radiating joy, an image of carefreeness as if everything was under his control.
From a distance, he bowed "Fellow Daoist, please, I am Tihu Monk, here for the sake of friendship."
Hou Niao's expression was as still as water, "This is a battlefield, you shouldn't have come here for friendship!"
Tihu Monk was taken aback, but then thought it quite normal. This man was exceedingly capable, and making an unorthodox entrance like this was indeed dishonorable, but with the old ancestors and uncles instructing him, how could he dare to openly disobey? It was just a venting of anger through words, nothing more.
Well, let him have his moment, Tihu Monk considered himself to be of great magnanimity and didn't bother to argue with such a coarse person.
"In that case, I shall ask for some instruction."
