Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Tang Ning was still savoring the happiness of obtaining a treasure when she saw a black figure dashing before her eyes and soon realized that the thing she was ready to catch was snatched. Her beautiful eyes started glaring as she yelled angrily, “Who is it? Which bas…”
Tang Ning stopped yelling and swallowed the words that were about to leave her mouth when she turned and saw the man dressed in a black robe and his mask. She immediately revealed a clean and warm smile of a temple disciple.
“Amitabha, life is filled with reunions, who knew that I could meet you again here. You really do have an affinity with Buddha, Benefactor!”
Tang Ning wondered how unlucky she could be to meet this person at such a place.
Her eyes glanced at the cosmic bag he was playing with, which he snatched from her just now.
Snatch? Should she do so?
Fight? How can she beat him?
Give up? She only had the cosmic bag for a while!
Tang Ning rolled her eyes and smiled at Mo Ye. “Benefactor, please return the thing in your hand to me!” As she was speaking, she took a big step forward and tried to take back the cosmic bag.
Mo Ye heard the little monk’s words and raised his brows under the mask. Noticing that the little monk was trying to snatch the bag while he was not noticing, his lips curled up, and he immediately moved his hand, holding the cosmic bag behind his back and asked, “How did you recognize me?”
Tang Ning caught nothing but air and hence withdrew her hand embarrassingly. She smiled at him and said, “Benefactor has such a dignified and unique aura around you. There is probably no one like you in this world.”
With such a horrifying aura, it would be hard for her to not recognize him!
Listening to her words, Mo Ye shot a glance at her. He felt her words were not intended as a compliment.
“Why are you here?”
His deep eyes scanned the corpse lying on the ground before looking at the little monk and continuing, “Don’t temple disciples refrain from killing? You don’t appear hesitant in killing.”
Tang Ning noticed his hand was still behind his back and was aware he probably wouldn’t return the bag to her anytime soon. She wondered how long he had been watching her from the dark?
Hence she replied. “Benefactor, you must not have known. I am just a little monk obeying the rule of Buddhism, traveling around to gain experience. Who knew that someone would kidnap me and leave me here as a bait for monsters.”
As she was speaking, Tang Ning smiled while placing her hands together in front of her and seriously continued her nonsensical talk. “Luckily, Buddha protected me, and I escaped death. However, this person kept following me and wanted to rob my treasure. With no other choices, I could only fight him.”
Tang Ning let out a sigh as she looked at the corpse on the ground. “Amitabha, it’s also a good thing he is dead. Early death means early reincarnation. He will be a good man in his next life.”
Mo Ye looked at her profoundly. If not for seeing for himself, he would probably have believed in this little monk’s crap.
“Benefactor, my bag.” Tang Ning looked behind him, smiling pleasingly.
Looking at the little monk’s pleasing expression, Mo Ye’s gaze shifted, but he did not return the cosmic bag to Tang Ning. Instead, he glanced at the young girl following behind the little monk before saying, “This place is dangerous, and you shouldn’t stay here for too long. Since you two have escaped danger, just start walking straight in this direction, and you will soon be out of this forest.”
“My bag…” Tang Ning had not given up.
Mo Ye’s lips twitched as he sneered with a cold smile adorning his lips. “Not leaving? Do you want to settle the old debt with me?”