Chen Nan quickly turned around, only to see Monk Jiese with his hands clasped together, a faint smile on his face, standing majestically on the rooftop, his entire body exuding a mysterious Buddha's charm.
At first glance, if Chen Nan didn't know the monk's lustful nature, he might really believe this was a high monk untouched by the red dust, given how this guy now looks nothing like his usual self — that talkative, extremely lustful big monk.
"What kind of look is that, benefactor? Don't I look handsome this way?" The big monk grinned, arrogantly shaking his head, though sadly, with not a single hair on his head.
This flirtatious smile made all the Buddha's charm vanish into thin air instantly.
Chen Nan was speechless for a moment. This big monk was clearly a high monk, so why was he always so humorous and carefree?
"Master, when did you get up here?"
