His eyes lit up. He strode forward, blocked their path, and said, "Benefactors, do you understand Mahayana Buddhism?"
The two people he had stopped were naturally Hua Yunfei and Jiang Ruoyao.
"Mahayana Buddhism?"
Hua Yunfei looked at the somewhat enthusiastic Flower Monk and shook his head. "Not really."
Who would have thought that upon hearing Hua Yunfei's words, Flower Monk immediately grew excited? He suddenly pulled open his shoulder, revealing a thick arm and half his chest.
"Uh..."
What surprised Hua Yunfei was that, as an eminent monk of Buddhism, this man had a Flower Sleeve Tattoo covering his arm, while his chest was also covered in tattoos!
No wonder everyone called him Flower Monk!
"If you do not understand Mahayana Buddhism, benefactor, this humble monk also knows a little about fists and kicks!"
Flower Monk stared at Hua Yunfei with a smile. "How about a spar? This humble monk guarantees I will not hurt you—we stop at the proper point."
This female benefactor is incredibly badass-looking
"You want to spar with me?"
Hua Yunfei smiled at Flower Monk. That enormous Flower Sleeve Tattoo and over-the-shoulder dragon tattoo were far too conspicuous. It was hard to imagine they belonged to a Buddhist disciple.
"That's right. We'll stop at the proper point, and I absolutely won't hurt you." Flower Monk shook his heavily tattooed arm. His bald head gleamed brightly as he grinned.
Though he held prayer beads and wore a kasaya, where was the air of a monk about him?
Even his originally kind and benevolent face had become one covered in fierce flesh, looking utterly vicious and terrifying.
With that sort of presence, ordinary people would probably have their legs go weak before the fight even began.
"Damn, a gangster!" Shi Zhanti shouted. This bald head was way too