When Old Tao saw this, he looked up into the sky as he tightened his expression. He looked like he was forcing himself to hold in a fart He was afraid that the moment he produced a smug smile, he would be fired immediately.
Director Yu's mind whirled as he said in all seriousness, "This must be the disciple of the accomplished monk. Let's go. We should not disturb his recital of the scriptures and meditation. Let's do what we were here for."
"Amitabha. Patron, this monastery only has This Penniless Monk." Fangzheng naturally heard the commotion from the group of people. He had simply not bothered with them. He had been pondering the problem of Zen farming. As such, he had not planted his seeds yet. With the rowdy group of people here, it upset him a little.
