"I'm saying that please accept me as your disciple, patroness!" Xuan Ci thought that Su Qingqing, who was proficient in Teachings of Buddhism, did not hear what she said clearly, so she repeated her words sincerely.
"You're already so old. Kneeling down to me would shorten my life, wouldn't it?" Su Qingqing knelt on the ground, her heart aching for her skirt and her life at the same time. She was going to lose her life. If she was in her own world, she would be regarded as a devil and then be beheaded by others.
"Damned old monk, the Patroness is obviously my master. As a master, you are disrespectful to her and compete with your apprentice for my master!" Qing Shan suddenly had a competitor, so she was naturally not happy and became more excited to bite her master.
"As the saying goes,
