The old monk followed the waiter to Tianci's room and said loudly, "Young benefactor, I'm sorry to disturb you again." He did not understand politeness and broke into the room on his own. Tianci cried out in agony. This old monk was like a ghost who had been haunting him. He could not get rid of him and it gave him a headache. However, he had come to visit him and was considered a guest. He could not drag down his lower body and drive him away. He said coldly, "Master, you're tracking me. What do you have for me?"
The old monk sat down at the table, lifted the wine pot and took a swig of wine. He smiled and said, "Young benefactor, you are magnanimous and have seen people before. Getting along with you has made me feel warm. This poor monk wishes to become a true friend of you and listen
