Story of Salted Fish and a Cell Phone

Fangzheng looked up slightly. "That's because you are unaware. Them giving me a title is them liking and loving me. Yes, thi is called a special kind of love!"

Red Boy chuckled when he heard that, but he didn't say a thing.

Red Boy knew Fangzheng too well, and he had been taught a lesson by him several times. Therefore, he knew it was best to shut up at such times; otherwise, he would be in for a good time.

However, Salted Fish was a newcomer. Although he had been taught a lesson a few times, it hadn't been drilled into him yet. Therefore Salted Fish said out of reflex, "Reverend, since when are you so thick-skinned?"

The moment Fangzheng heard that, he chuckled and said to Red Boy, "Jingxin, it's been quite some time since we exercised. What are our One Finger Monastery's main sports?"

Red Boy chuckled. "Eating, sleeping, and beating Salted Fish!"