"Name?"
"Pu Cong."
"Sex?"
"Do I really need to say?"
"You've got a flower on your damn head and your fingers pinched into an orchid pose. Who knows whether you're a man or a woman?"
"...Boss, I'm bare-chested..."
"Hah, who knows whether you've got anything down there... All right, don't take it off!" Ouyang's eyes widened as the burly man obediently stood up and prepared to lift his loincloth, and he hurriedly stopped him.
Under Dongxu Zi's stern, loving care, Pu Cong had clearly become exceedingly obedient, answering whatever he was asked, a completely different person from the staunch, unyielding figure he had been moments before.
The moment Ouyang began questioning his sex, he immediately prepared to prove his innocence.
Luckily, Ouyang stopped him quickly enough, or he would have had to wash his eyes out today.
Ouyang looked at Pu Cong, who had obediently knelt before him again, and asked with a hint of amusement on his face, "I only mentioned Hui Zhi just now. Why did you react so strongly?"
Hearing Ouyang say Hui Zhi's name again, Pu Cong visibly shuddered. He glanced up at Dongxu Zi, who was resting in the wheelchair with his eyes closed, and felt a pang of dread before replying, "The Great Wisdom King is the newly appointed abbot of our Great Spirit Mountain Temple, as well as the reincarnation of a True Buddha. Naturally, his name must not be spoken directly!"
Dongxu Zi, who had lifted Ouyang out and taken the wheelchair for himself, abruptly opened his eyes and asked in astonishment, "The hell? Newly appointed abbot? Which of Great Spirit Mountain Temple's Eighteen Bald Monks died?"
Pu Cong frowned at Dongxu Zi calling them bald monks and was about to object, but when he saw Dongxu Zi looking at him with