"Bald monk, you've got to be careful. This guy here is much stronger than us." Lin Fan was truly afraid that the bald monk might not be able to hold out.
Even though Reverend Shakya was pretty decent in terms of his physical body state, if Lin Fan had to compare it with himself, they were still worlds apart. If he were to be caught by that Gleaming Blood Lord, coughing out blood would probably be the least consequential outcome of it all.
"Thank you for your concern, benefactor. However, do not worry. This poor monk here has a treasure that can cause this demon to feel pressured." Reverend Shakya said with confidence.
"Holy f*ck! A treasure that can suppress this demon? Why aren't you taking it out yet?" Lin Fan's heart leaped with joy when he heard that this bald monk had a treasure of that sort! Could it be that there was a chance of tormenting this Gleaming Blood Lord to death by working with this Reverend Shakya today?
