Master Sanzang stayed up all night cultivating the Dao, finishing all the books and discs piled up like a small mountain before sleeping for several days and nights.
When he awoke, Master Sanzang's eyes were still bloodshot.
"I understand now."
"What do you understand, Master?" Boss Luo asked curiously.
"When I first heard it, I didn't understand the meaning of the book. When I saw it again, I had become a person in the book... Amitabha." Master Sanzang pressed his palms together, his face full of compassion. "Since I am a person in this book, I should go collect the royalties."
A mouthful of cold coffee sprayed from Nan Xiaonan's mouth, turning into a mist.
The shop's new Witch stared wide-eyed, looking up and down at the slovenly bald man with bloodshot eyes and a face full of stubble.
She had finished dealing with the forensic-medic identity long ago. Now, with nothing holding her back, she had officially entered the workplace... firmly clinging to a powerful backer and shamelessly following her boss wherever he went.
"Royalties?" Boss Luo seemed startled as well. He asked with great interest, "How do you plan to collect them, Master?"
"That's easy!" Master Sanzang slammed the Moonlight Box onto the table. "I'll go collect them in person!"
Nan Xiaonan had no idea where this long, box-shaped object came from, but she couldn't help asking curiously, "Master, how exactly do you plan to collect them in person?"
"Also easy!" Master Sanzang pulled out a kitchen knife and slammed it onto the table as well, flourishing it like a great saber. "If they don't pay, the white blade goes in and the red blade comes out!"
Nan Xiaonan was glad she had set her coffee cup down early.
Is this man really an attained Daoist monk?
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