Holy crap!!
Could you have a little shame?!
A lecherous monk like you dares to claim you've kept yourself pure?!
Mu Xiu and the others couldn't help twitching at the corners of their eyes. They couldn't understand how Master San Nong had the nerve.
"Has the master fallen for a woman!?"
Seeing that Yuan wasn't nearby, Liu Ru Yan immediately let her true nature show with a charming laugh.
"Amitabha!"
Master San Nong pressed his palms together and said, "Though I am a monk, I am also a man of passion. Besides, with Sister Liu as beautiful as you are, even Buddha himself couldn't help but be tempted."
"Hehehe..."
Liu Ru Yan covered her lips and giggled, finding Master San Nong quite amusing.
"Master, get a grip!"
Feng Tian quickly reminded him, "Don't be fooled by how beautiful Liu Ru Yan is. She's an Immortal King Realm cultivator, and she's been cultivating for five or six thousand years. She's several thousand years older than you."
"Amitabha!"
Master San Nong's expression turned solemn. "She isn't old. She merely walked a few more years on my behalf. It's all my fault. I was late, made her wait so long, and missed her most beautiful years. For the rest of her life, I'll make it up to her!"
"Holy crap!!"
The professional team stared in stunned disbelief, their minds filled with one enormous "holy crap."
They'd thought the bald monk was just a womanizer, but it turned out he didn't even want to suffer through the hard part. At the age when he should've been working hard at cultivation, he was already thinking about how to wrap himself around an Immortal King's long legs.
"The bald monk has finally crossed the line!"
Mu Xiu was heartsick. He'd never expected the bald monk to