บท 423: A Familiar Acquaintance

"Since I don't have a talisman, I could only improvise." The monk nodded seeing the man's swelling face. "It's a symbol to ward off bad luck. The bad luck spirits will be scared when their see your faces. No need to thank me." The monk flicked off his sleeves and returned to his spot.

"Argh! This Old man!" The men clenched their fists out of rage. "Who told you that you can run off after hurting us! I'll return to your slap a hundredfold!"

 Jun Chang feared for the monk in case the other side ganged up on him and mustered his strength to speak. "We're going to resume work. It's better to reserve energy than fighting."

The monk frowned and secretly sent a strand of Dao Energy onto the Jun Chang's body but only alleviated the symptoms and didn't cure the root cause.

"Shut up!" The men shouted.

But before a fight broke out, the door was again opened, and a woman in clean clothes stepped in.