The two of them arrived at Xiao Lin's residence. Before they had time to hand the invitation to the gatekeeper, they heard someone speak in a mocking, affected voice.
"Well, look who we have here! Isn't this the dog Jing Kingdom left here as a hostage?"
"How'd you end up bald? Did you really become a monk?"
When Tan Tai Jin heard the voice, his expression changed, and his gaze darkened. The image of a venerable monk he had worked so hard to build up promptly crumbled away.
Wang Yue was furious at the person who was disrupting his plans. He stepped in front of Tan Tai Jin and said calmly, "Amitabha. Benefactor, do you have some prejudice against monks?"
The Fifth Prince had grown used to acting arrogantly in Sheng Kingdom, relying on the emperor's favor. He hadn't expected a monk to question him like this—especially Tan Tai Jin's master!
So he asked scornfully, "Bald donkey, are you trying to help this hostage? I'll have you know that the last person who helped him is still raving in the Cold Palace."
Seeing how brazen the man was, Wang Yue sighed. "Amitabha. Since you can't speak like a person, benefactor, you can bark like a dog from now on."
The Fifth Prince hadn't expected Wang Yue to dare insult him. He immediately tried to point at Wang Yue and curse him out, but when he opened his mouth, the only thing that came out was,
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
"...!"
The Fifth Prince froze when he realized the sound had come from him. He confirmed that he really was barking like a dog, then hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands.
Wang Yue had actually used a combined skill of the Nightmare Demon and the Illusionary Demon, planting