บท 893: Answer

Like a chained lion, Lianqing growled, showing two rows of huge teeth as his sharp claws rubbed gently against the ground as if he would break free at any time.

He had never liked the Dragon King. Upon hearing his accusation, he became even angrier. "Take back what you just said," he said as he clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.

Gu Shenwei continued staring at Monk Fachong instead of responding to Lianqing's request or taking Shangguan Ru's hints. He believed that interests were the only mutually accepted principle in the world, and that even the monks couldn't remain aloof from it. The monks had 'helped' him several times by healing him and passing him the kung fu manual. However, there must be a purpose behind all their deeds.

Fachong, who seemed to feel the Dragon King's eyes boring into him, slowly opened his eyes and said to Lianqing beside him, "The Dragon King has nothing to take back. Why is Martial Nephew so irritable?"