How Could Anything Go Wrong Again? No Sooner Had Tathagata Finished Spitting Blood Than Obituary Bodhisattva Came Bearing Bad News Again!

She ground her teeth inwardly, but she did not dare say it aloud. Lin Zhu's eyes were smiling, yet she knew all too well the chill beneath that smile. It was telling her—if you refuse, I'll make you agree some other way.

Could it be that I really have to give up my body here today?

The thought suddenly surfaced in Guanyin Bodhisattva's mind, startling even herself. Her face instantly flushed crimson. Ashamed and furious, she sharply turned her head away and gritted out, "Lin Zhu! You have defiled a Great Being! Your crime deserves ten thousand deaths!"

Lin Zhu froze for a moment.

He stared blankly at Guanyin Bodhisattva's embarrassed and angry expression, having no idea what she was talking about.

Defiled a Great Being? Had he said anything just now? Hadn't he merely made a reasonable compensation request? How had that become defiling a Great Being?

Lin Zhu frowned and thought it over, but he simply could not understand what was going on inside Guanyin Bodhisattva's head. Too lazy to dwell on it any longer, he shoved her aside and said coldly, "Get lost. Women only get in the way of a big brother roaming the world."

His tone suddenly turned icy, and his manner was like someone shooing away an annoying fly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva staggered back two steps from the shove. Once she steadied herself, the blush had yet to fade from her face, and she still looked somewhat dazed. She looked at Lin Zhu's impatient face, momentarily at a loss for words.

Lin Zhu paid no heed to her reaction and continued, "Pass the message to Tathagata. Tell him to hurry up and send the ceiling of the Enforcement Hall to the construction site. Once the goods arrive, I'll put the Tightening Fillet on Sun Wukong,