Li Huowang couldn't help stifling a laugh. He suddenly felt that, as a Taoist asking nuns for help, what he was doing was truly ridiculous.
"Ahem, Masters, enough with the laughing already. I'm in serious trouble, and if this isn't sorted out, it will kill me." Li Huowang, failing to hold back a smile, turned to the matter at hand.
"Come with me. We'll go ask the Master about it. Oh, and the guide's fee is two Gold Beans."
A greasy, plump hand stretched right out in front of Li Huowang.
Li Huowang wasn't worried about nuns asking for money—anything that could be solved with money wasn't a real problem.
He handed over two Gold Beans and followed the fat nun outside.
As he was about to leave the room, Li Huowang glanced back affectionately at the other nuns. He felt that spending his days with these bold, unrestrained women was actually quite fun—it even made the stench in the air seem almost bearable.
