What exactly is refreshing about that face of yours? Looking at the towering Foreign Monk and his bulging muscles, the scammer swallowed nervously and grumbled inwardly, The only refreshing thing about you is that bald head!
When the scammer failed to answer for a long while, the Foreign Monk frowned. "Benefactor, surely you aren't refusing to do me this favor? Is this humble monk's face not refreshing enough?"
As he spoke, the Foreign Monk mimed a bear hug. "Monks do not lie. With these arms, this humble monk could crush even a great black bear to death in a grappling hug. Would you benefactors like to try?"
The scammer backed away several steps. He had no idea whether the Foreign Monk could crush a great black bear with a hug, but if he himself got caught in one, every bone in his body would surely shatter.
Besides, the man's build was ridiculous. Even he and all his buddies together probably wouldn't be enough to withstand one good thrashing from the Foreign Monk.
A wise man didn't swallow a loss staring him in the face.
"Big monk, I'll give you face today. I'll let these three off this once, but tomorrow I'll settle the score with them," the scammer said through gritted teeth. He waved a hand, ready to leave with his buddies.
Just then, however, the Foreign Monk suddenly moved, blocking the gang's path.
That lumbering, bear-like body actually moved with the agility of a cat.
"Benefactors, can't this humble monk's refreshing face persuade you to leave Benefactor Gao and his friends alone? What I mean is that both sides should resolve their grievances, shake hands, and make peace," the Foreign Monk said solemnly.
"Big monk, don't take a mile when I give you an inch!" the scammer snapped through