Zhang Guanzhu wanted to keep talking, but Xie Lin was lost in his dream of striking it rich, grinning so hard he looked about to drool.
Crunch, crunch!
Huh?
Xie Lin felt the weight in his hand suddenly disappear.
Fuck!
He looked down and found that the plate had somehow ended up in Zhang Guanzhu's hands.
The skinny old man squatted in a corner by the wall and polished off half the crayfish in the blink of an eye.
He even mumbled an excuse around his mouthful.
"Consider it the divination fee."
"..."
Xie Lin drew a breath, looking ready to curse him out.
Lu Ye quickly handed him another plate and rubbed the top of his head with a smile.
"There's plenty more."
Xie Lin pursed his lips and huffed.
"For someone so old, your teeth sure work well."
He Jianing forced a smile.
"I thought the temple master was vegetarian. Clearly, I haven't seen enough of the world."
Zhang Guanzhu glanced at him and spat out the shell in his mouth.
"If I had any fucking money, I'd eat meat and fish every day. Vegetarian, my ass!"
"..."
He Jianing choked, clearly not expecting the seemingly easygoing temple master to snap at him.
After finishing the plate of crayfish, Zhang Guanzhu pulled out a tissue and wiped his mouth.
He straightened up, cleared his throat, and tucked one hand behind his back, once again looking every inch the immortal sage.
The Director appeared before them at just the right moment, his mouth spreading into a wide grin.
"Looks like you're all very happy with Idle Cloud Temple. Hurry up and eat, then. After dinner, you'll have a lesson with the temple master. Don't be late, or you won't get breakfast!"
"Mm, I'll go back and prepare!"
Before he