"You should know that if this poor monk wanted to take her away, your abilities would not be enough to stop me!"
The fat monk still looked at He Pingsheng with a beaming smile.
He Pingsheng said nothing. The monk turned toward Stone Gatherer and said, "You are merely a servant, and even less of a match for this old monk!"
"So, since this poor monk is discussing this with you now, you had best show me some respect too!"
"After all... I am already a Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortal, yet I am still being so reasonable!"
"I would rather not end up trading blows with you, wouldn't you agree?"
He Pingsheng nearly threw up.
This fat monk was turning right and wrong, black and white upside down!
Reasonable?
This was what he fucking called reasonable?
"No!" Wen Buwan held He Pingsheng's hand, then drew an emerald-green longsword with her other hand and swept it across her own neck. "I would rather die than go with you, you bald ass!"
"So what if you are a Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortal?"
"Alas..." The monk heaved a deep sigh. "You are mistaken, young lady!"
"First, I am not asking you to become my woman. Monks abstain from women. In this old monk's eyes, though your outer shell is beautiful, it can hardly move my heart!"
"Second, this poor monk merely wishes to take you as a disciple and make you the holy maiden of my Buddhist kingdom!"
"Third, your life and death are not in your hands!"
"If this poor monk does not allow you to die, you cannot die even if you wish to!"
"Hehehe... isn't that fun?"
Wen Buwan's face filled with despair!
For she discovered that her entire body was already unable to move, from head to toe.
"Hmph..."