"Why don't we just place the cultivation furnace cauldron outside the main gate? That way, the thief will dare to come over."
The head monk, Cao Qingshui, stroked his long beard and analyzed.
"Liu Chen, what do you think?" Cao Qingshui asked with a smile.
"Of course, that's excellent!" Liu Chen was smooth in flattering, and He Zhuying rolled her eyes wildly. These two were quite the comedic duo—living together would be a perpetual source of joy.
Everyone dispersed, leaving Liu Chen behind with Cao Qingshui, and Liu Chen thought he would again ask for some food.
Unexpectedly, the head monk said to Liu Chen, "You should also chase after it and see. I suspect this character is not simple."
Earlier, the head monk's face was quite relaxed, but now it had grown much stern.
"Why, isn't it just Can Tianyang?" Liu Chen had defeated him before in Qing Mountain City and wasn't afraid at all.
"No."
Head monk Cao Qingshui shook his head and said, "It's not him this time."
