The old monk had hidden behind the fat monk for some time, revealing only his two arms which were held with their palms together in an apologetic manner towards Wen Xiaoyi.
Wen Xiaoyi sniggered as she asked Shui Jing, "Hey monk, why are you so sincere to let him hide behind you?"
The fat monk chuckled, "Little grandaunt, with that powerful weapon of yours, what difference would it make if one were to hid behind or stand in front of it?"
Now, who said that the monk was foolish?
Fourth Elder Wen’s brows were wrinkled into a strange and eccentric expression. Wen Shulin’s big-muzzled weapon which is now in Wen Xiaoyi’s hands had a limited firing range. Also, its power was only slightly stronger than a double-bang firecracker (something that the author was extremely fond of when he was younger) so how could it terrify the two so badly?
