Before Squirrel could express his cockiness, Lone Wolf placed about six leaves into the basket with his mouth. Then, he swept Squirrel with a provocative look.
Squirrel was just about to say something when Fangzheng carried a huge stack of leaves and placed them into the basket. Then, he turned to leave. He gave the two adorable but innocent creatures a look at the back of his smooth and shiny head.
After some rowdiness, Fangzheng tidied up the basket of Frost Bamboo leaves and returned to One Finger Monastery. On the way back, many visitors asked Fangzheng if he was planning to organize a Dharma Assembly the next day. They were a little disappointed when they heard he wasn't, but they also heaved a sigh of relief. Clearly, not everyone liked Dharma Assemblies.
After returning to the monastery, Fangzheng secretly asked the System, "System, how much incense offerings do we have now?"
"8976 yuan."
"That much!?"
