Although Buddhist disciples have a peaceful mind, King Kong still has anger, let alone his wisdom and tranquility.

But when he followed Zhiming's fingers and looked over, he shuddered deeply.

"Master Huijing, long time no see."

Chen Feng's faint voice sounded.

It was like a thunder exploded in my ears, and my scalp went numb instantly.

"Uncle Master, take him down quickly."

There was a look of ecstasy in Zhiming's eyes.

There was a muffled sound, and what greeted Zhiming was Huijing's slap.

"Uncle Master, why are you hitting me?"

Zhiming was dumbfounded, and the eighteen Dong people who came out of the temple were also dumbfounded.

This uncle of mine, who usually protects his own shortcomings, actually beat one of his own today.

"Shut the fuck up, get over here, kneel down and apologize."

Huijing yelled angrily.

Zhiming stared at Huijing blankly. Uncle Huijing, who never scolded anyone, actually scolded him.

"Huijing has met her benefactor."

Huijing walked up to Chen Feng with excitement on her face, then knelt down and bowed.

"benefactor?

Uncle Huijing, who do you call your benefactor?"
Chapter completed!