Lychee's tone was vicious and arrogant, but her body very obediently retreated a little.
Even if this damned monk really was at the Golden Core Stage, he still wasn't someone an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like her could afford to provoke.
As for the pleasure of having someone backing her, Lychee had never experienced it before, so naturally she had no real sense of it.
For some reason, Lychee now kept feeling that she was practically rushing to her death.
But...
Compared with a little Foundation Establishment cultivator like herself, who had no confidence whatsoever, the Golden Core big shot opposite her seemed even more afraid.
Terror was plain in the elderly monk's eyes. Golden Buddha light faintly emerged around him, and the stick he had used to strike his wooden fish had now transformed into a Vajra, but his stance was clearly defensive.
Retreating, he held the Vajra before his chest, and his hoarse voice rang out again:
"Benefactor, it is no matter if you insult this humble monk, but please remember that this is the Western Ox-He Continent. This is the Buddhist Sect's territory."
Lychee froze at his words. Naturally, she could tell that he was plainly backing down.
People generally only brought up their backing when they couldn't win.
After all, someone who could win wouldn't say afterward, "Brat, I have people backing me! You're dead!"
Lychee instantly understood just how vast a gap of roughly two cultivation realms was.
Since she really didn't need to back down...
"So what?" Lychee instantly spoke with complete confidence. "Within three feet of me, what does it matter even if we're in your Buddha Kingdom! Rather than wasting effort flapping your lips, why not think about why I came here, and whether there's something you ought to explain to me?"