The Stubborn Little Monk

"Young Master, it looks like we're in trouble!" Yan Ruyu bit her lip lightly, her expression grave.

Hua Qiang nodded, his face looking none too pleasant either.

He had not expected that merely taking a stroll through this stone-gambling yard and cutting open a stone would draw such a formidable enemy.

That Tiger Clan member was definitely no good man. Though he had left, he would surely intercept them somewhere.

It seemed his own strength was still too weak, leaving him to be kneaded and pinched by others as they pleased.

"Amitabha. Benefactor, there is no need for excessive worry. Though this little monk is untalented, I am willing to serve as your bodyguard and ensure your safety.

However, in exchange, you must give that Golden Cicada to this little monk. What do you think?"

Hua Qiang glanced at Heluomuni, his eyes flickering before a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Little monk, you've set your sights on my Golden Cicada too?"

Heluomuni's face reddened, and he lowered his head somewhat sheepishly. Yet he soon raised his head again and looked at Hua Qiang.

"Amitabha. Benefactor, you should understand that the Golden Cicada is a sacred artifact of our Buddha Kingdom.

As a member of the Buddha Kingdom, I have the responsibility and duty to retrieve the sacred artifact and deliver it to the Buddha Kingdom!"

"Benefactor, I will not take your item for nothing."

"I can serve as your bodyguard and accompany you wherever you wish to go, and you may decide the duration!"

"So long as you are satisfied and give the Golden Cicada to this little monk as payment... this is a fair trade. I trust you will not refuse, Benefactor!"

Hua Qiang did not use his divine sense to probe the little monk's cultivation, as that