Su Yun chuckled and placed a tiny basin of water on the ground. Lone Wolf quickly lapped it up with his tongue. It was quite noisy.
Su Yun went into the kitchen to busy herself with the cooking. Instantly there were only the kind-looking Fangzheng and the cold-looking, brows furrowed Lu Hui in the living room. The situation turned a little awkward.
After some time, Lu Hui suddenly spoke up. "Little Monk, you were watching the basketball match just now, right? You were here too yesterday, right?"
Fangzheng nodded. "This Penniless Monk was indeed here."
"If you have the time, why are you watching basketball matches instead of consecrating Buddha?" Lu Hui sneered. He was certain that the young monk in front of him was a fake one. Even if he was a real monk, he was clearly a monk who had yet to fully turn ascetic. If not, why would he have the time to watch a basketball match?
