Xie Chen did not go after those idiots squatting in the bathroom. He ran to the back mountain alone, fuming.
The moment he entered the woods, he started muttering to himself.
"What the hell?! A French kiss can stop pain?!"
"Could this get any more ridiculous?!"
Remembering the rumors about the Buddha of Beijing's elite circle, he immediately concluded,
"Sure enough, he's a pervert!"
"Who's a pervert?"
A teasing voice sounded beside Xie Chen's ear, startling him into jumping on the spot.
"Fuck?!" Xie Chen spun around. "Who is it?!"
A pitch-black face leaned close, its mouth curling into a fawning smile. "Patriarch, it's me!"
"The vice dean?" Xie Chen took a closer look.
Sure enough, it was the man who had knelt before him not long ago.
"Have you finished your medicine?" Xie Chen discreetly stepped away. "Is your mind back to normal now?"
The vice dean swept up his bangs, squinted his tiny eyes, and bared his yellow teeth in a grin. "Does my mental state look sick to you?"
Looking at that slightly deranged smile, Xie Chen nodded. "...Very much so."
The vice dean seemed not to hear him. He suddenly looked around furtively and lowered his voice. "Patriarch, let me tell you, there's a traitor in the Taoist temple!"
"This traitor is no ordinary person. He..."
Suddenly, a cool breeze swept by, making the leaves rustle in the forest.
The vice dean's tiny eyes sharpened abruptly, and his voice turned solemn. "Someone's coming. I'll be going now. Patriarch, take care."
With that, he pushed off with the tip of his foot and vanished into the bushes.
Xie Chen stood where he was, thinking, Holy shit, this guy's lightness skill is pretty good?
Then, catching a glimpse of a figure flashing past from the corner of his