บท 212: Chapter 154 Half Old Immortal_2

Qian Yixiu was startled, the Old Monk was not just a fortune-telling high monk but also a gluttonous old child. No wonder the Little Monk was fed to be so plump and white.

The image of the high and mighty monk crumbled into that of a mortal in an instant. Though he may have figured out Qian Yixiu's background and knew about the extraordinary lotus seeds in her possession, the distance between them seemed to narrow suddenly, and Qian Yixiu was no longer so afraid of him. After all, once a person reveals a weakness, they become easy to handle. Just like Ma Mian, with such a stern disposition, wasn't he cajoled into high spirits by her, Qian Yixiu, and led to spill some secrets.

Qian Yixiu smiled crisply, "Sure, if it grows, I'll definitely bring it to the master to taste first."