Do You See Someone Blowing Air To A Cow?

"Revered Master, what is going on with you?" Suddenly, Lin Fan got a little worried when he saw Feng Qingzi lying down on the ground.

"Disciple, master here has been stricken down by a disease that has one unable to live without a storage ring! I think you had better return that storage ring to your master here." Feng Qingzi said with difficulty, then closed his eyes and fainted down.

"This is bad! Bald monk! Hurry up and help my Revered Master with a mouth to mouth CPR!" Lin Fan gasped out in shock. Bloody hell! This crafty old man was still acting at a time like this.

"Huh? Benefactor? You've got to be kidding with this poor monk here, right?" Reverend Shakya's face was startled. To think that a man such as himself would have to give an old man a CPR? What if word of this got out into the world?