"Master!"
"Master, you are back!"
Wang Ruoxu returned to his temple, where he was greeted by his pupils. Hearing his arrival, the chubby priest went out in a hurry to report to him. "Master, you have two visitors. They wanted you to view Feng Shui for them. They have been here for some time."
"I see. Keep them company for a while longer."
As irritable as he felt right now, he could not turn down a potential business opportunity. He changed into another outfit in the quiet room and reorganized himself, then strode into the guest room with a welcoming laughter.
"I apologize for keeping you waiting this long!"
"That's totally fine. A capable man like Priest Wang is worth waiting for."
While exchanging pleasantries, Gu Yu attentively made a quiet observation of Priest Wang. The man was glowing with health, had a potbelly, and was rolled in fat—in short, a roly-poly sort of figure. Such appearance disappointed Gu Yu greatly. This man was just another damp squib!
