Heaven-defying Divine Weapon

"Uh... Can you not look at me like that? At most, I'll think of a way to solve this problem."

Lin Qiye felt a little uncomfortable under Wan Meng's gaze.

Wan Meng suddenly turned to Lin Qiye and said, "Do you know Fatty?"

Lin Qiye was stunned.

"What?"

It was just a nickname, so Lin Qiye had no way of knowing who she was referring to.

"He's a chubby monk. The one who's always smiling," Wan Meng added.

A fat monk who was always smiling?

A figure instantly appeared in Lin Qiye's mind.

After receiving the information from the Black Dragon, he suspected that the fat monk who had been paying attention to him was a member of the Heavenly God Palace.

Now that he heard Wan Meng's words, he could confirm his identity.

"I guess so, but we are not very close."

Lin Qiye nodded.

Hearing this answer, Wan Meng's expression gradually calmed down.