"A charlatan!"
Liu Yingying complained, coming from Hua Country as an atheist, she couldn't understand why Buddhism held such a high position in Siam, and even throughout Southeast Asia.
"Haha."
Su Jie just chuckled lightly, not saying much more.
After a good while, following Baiya's humble and persuasive entreaty, the Monk King finally walked slowly toward Su Jie with a few senior monks.
"Are you the Monk King Pamom?"
Su Jie stroked his chin, examining the elderly man leading the group.
He wore a yellow robe, his right shoulder exposed, his head topped with finely speckled gray hair, his face gentle.
"To meet the Monk King and behave with such posture?"
The Monk King Pamom had not yet spoken when the other senior monks scolded Su Jie.
