The Monk didn't say anything, and Gyatso still stood there calmly. They didn't come over to break up the fight or pull anyone away, but their very inaction was a statement in itself.
The fat guy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the Monk and Gyatso, and then at Mr. Su Bai, who had just sent him flying with a kick. He wasn't stupid; in fact, the fat guy was very clever. So, at that moment, instead of continuing to yell at Mr. Su Bai for why he kicked him, he voluntarily covered his stomach and walked over to the curtain. Soon, he saw the spell paper stealthily placed behind the curtain.
"How can it be like this, it's impossible," the fat guy muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief. Then, he bent over, reached under the bed, and lifted another piece of spell paper.
