บท 150: Wan'er Teaches You How to Conduct Yourself

He Xiangjiang's Taoist robe was tailored using his master's old Taoist robe.

He usually cared a lot about it.

The young Taoist priest, who was already poor, couldn't get the dirt off his body no matter how hard he patted it.

His eyes reddened, and tears were about to fall.

Seeing the little boy's mincing actions, Wan'er went up to him and slapped him on the head.

"You are not allowed to cry. If you cry, I'll beat you up."

He Xiangjiang, who hadn't cried yet, saw that the little girl in front of him was so rude and unreasonable.

He was so scared that the snot and tears that were about to flow out of his nose were all retracted.

Seeing that he wasn't going to cry, Wan'er nodded.

"Tell me, what were you doing just now?"

He Xiangjiang pointed at the bamboo that he had been staring at just now.

"I was demonstrating the knowledge that my master told me."