บท 847: A Brutal Slap in the Face

The Daoist priest's hands were hanging loose. Because of the pain, his kind face was now twisted and ferocious. Beads of sweat rolled down from both sides of his forehead and spread over his eyelids. He was in so much pain that he could barely speak.

When he heard Lin yuelan's words, he suddenly opened his eyes. Beads of sweat immediately dripped into his eyes, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes in pain.

However, at this moment, his eyes were filled with anger and hatred. He stared at Lin yuelan for a moment, then turned his head a few times, looking at certain people with anger and resentment.

He gritted his teeth and said, " what are you talking about?"

The corners of Lin yuelan's mouth curled up into a faint smile, which was filled with sarcasm and mockery.

She said indifferently, " it seems that you're quite loyal. Oh, or rather, you're a person who keeps your clients' secrets!