"What do you mean split? Master, we are donating it! You are a person with true ability. This temple is too shabby in comparison to your abilities. This 500,000 is a donation for you to renovate the temple. Master, do you have an account number?" Monkey immediately interrupted Wu Changxi having had prior experience.
Once Fangzheng heard this, he was overjoyed. He did not want it if it was a split. However, it naturally could be taken if it was a donation. As for a bank account number, he did have one that could be used.
Fangzheng said, "Amitabha. Patrons, thank you for the donation."
"Master, it's almost noon. About lunch…" Fatty rubbed his belly as he said with a chuckle while licking his lips. His intentions were obvious. This fellow was eyeing Fangzheng's Crystal Rice!
Fangzheng smiled slightly and said calmly, "This temple is a small temple. It does not provide food and lodging. Patron, if you are hungry, quickly go down the mountain."
