บท 446: Fifth World: A Righteous Prick

Wen Qinxi had been called so many things in his life. Stupid, silly, weirdo, you name it but this was the first time he was called a beast. Not like the grandma next door's chihuahua named beast but a monster of the highest order and it was right in his face.

He would have asked this monk, "What did I ever do to you? Didn't I always give alms to monks on the road on my way to school every Friday?" but of course, he couldn't.

"Sect leader Qie, it is highly unusual that a righteous sect like yours would harbour such an evil being. Don't you know evil attracts evil? How long do you think your sect will stand before it is torn apart by the forces of evil?" said the Taoist priest who was glaring at Zhao Zhi with his menacing dark eyes.