From afar, Fangzheng shook his head when he saw this scene. He said with a sigh, "It's time to give some ideological education. A Trojan Horse is fatal! Sigh. Why hasn't any patron tried to bribe This Penniless Monk? This Penniless Monk would also give in…"
Smacking his lips, he returned to the backyard.
After Red Boy successfully stalled for time, all the incense sticks had finished burning by the time the tourists returned again. However, when the tourists departed, they left behind aggrieved stares!
Fangzheng stood in the middle with Salted Fish standing by Fangzheng's trousers. He opened his mouth and spat as his spit still had some ash. Salted Fish cursed. "These stingy fellows. They didn't even offer a single high incense. I blew at the incense all for nothing. Now, my entire mouth is filled with ash! Reverend, you made a wrong calculation this time. We suffered a double loss."
