The monk Xuan Wu's face turned red, his body trembling. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into...
So embarrassing!
Truly too embarrassing!
I am a Great Cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, and I'm also the chief of the Myriad Buddhas Sect's Damo Court. I am respected everywhere I go, yet now I am being ridiculed by Gao Fei, and what's more infuriating... I cannot even talk back, I can only listen...
"Why aren't you speaking?" Gao Fei blinked, "I remember you're not mute, right? Oh, I get it, you're too ashamed to speak, aren't you? Sneaking around tracking me, even covering your face with a black cloth, being caught red-handed like this must be making you feel extremely ashamed, right? Wishing you could crawl into a crack in the ground? Am I right?"
Xuan Wu, with his head lowered, said nothing. Gao Fei's guess was not wrong; he truly had no face to speak.