Lecherous Monk Causes Trouble While Drunk

We were eating happily when a man reeking of alcohol appeared beside Pan Ling and draped one hand over her shoulder.

"Hey, beauty, how about adding me on WeChat?"

After saying that, he let out a drunken belch and grinned at Pan Ling with a "hehehe," looking utterly sleazy.

It was perfectly normal for someone young and pretty like Pan Ling to be asked for her WeChat.

But that move was a little over the line.

Who just walked up and put their hand on a girl's shoulder?

Even the overly affectionate Grandmaster wasn't that outrageous...

Pan Ling was thoroughly disgusted. She brushed his hand away and refused him on the spot.

"No."

We all stopped what we were doing and looked at the man beside us.

From the looks of him, he was one of the monks from the table inside.

The young monk looked a little embarrassed by the rejection and bared his teeth.

Holding up his phone's QR code toward Pan Ling, he continued in a drunken voice.

"Come on, beauty, give me some face!

My monthly salary starts at thirty thousand, I've got a three-bedroom apartment downtown, and I drive an Audi A4.

And, and my looks are among the best in our temple.

Let's, let's be friends.

Hehehe..."

Pan Ling continued to refuse him.

"I don't want to be friends with you. Please leave."

The young monk raised his brows.

"Beauty, you really won't give me any face?"

As he spoke, emboldened by the alcohol, he tried to put his hands on her again...

Seeing that this wine-and-meat monk wouldn't quit, I grabbed his wrist and flung his hand aside.

At the same time, I replied.

"Who the hell are you that we have to give you face?

My friend already said she doesn't want