No wonder Chu Susu was hesitating, speaking so haltingly.
For a chaste young lady like Chu Susu, the Monk's antics were beyond imagination.
Simply out of this world.
The Monk was kicked out onto the street. In an instant, a crowd gathered, pointing and staring at him. Some people silently covered their children's eyes.
"Don't look! It'll blind you!"
From inside the brothel came a man's heart-wrenching cry.
"WAAAAAH—I don't want to live anymore! AAAAAH—"
The Madame sneered, pointed at the Monk, and cursed, "How dare you try to swindle us at Thirteen Spices! Looks to me like you've got a death wish!"
Several hulking men snickered, cracking their knuckles as they surrounded him.
The Monk was in grave danger.
"You've misunderstood," the Monk said, sitting cross-legged with his palms pressed together. He argued loudly, "This humble one is not the shameless, despicable person you imagine! I have my own unspoken hardships!"
"Hardship, my ass!"
