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Chapter 1563: Chapter 1565 The Shopkeeper’s Pain

Outside the Fasting Hall, Zhang Wei and Hong Yan walked quickly, without any thought of waiting to see what tricks this Monk Wuhu might pull.

For these two, the survival of the Fasting Hall was at stake. If they stayed to watch, and the Fasting Hall fell, they would also have a lot of trouble.

“We can’t just think that these two can find all the dishes.”

“In that case, we can only make Monk Wuhu leave quickly.”

The manager originally thought about whether he could privately chat with Monk Wuhu. If the relationship between the two sides wasn’t too strained, perhaps Monk Wuhu could help the Fasting Hall.

But at this mont, the situation was clear. The other party wasn’t thinking about talking, they just needed enough benefits.

The current Fasting Hall was on the verge of collapse, and the manager saw no hope, which made him feel more and more pressured.

Any ingredient on the third-floor nu was expensive, and combined, it was almost impossible to successfully tackle it in a short ti.

“Sigh, why is there still no sound!”

“Yeah, could it be that Monk Wuhu really comprehended so high-level Buddhist Law?”

“It’s quite possible. This monk seems to be outlandishly arrogant, but maybe he really has great skills. Being bold enough to say he’d show his skills isn’t sothing a simpleton would do!”

The guests’ discussion made it impossible for the manager to hide: “Third floor, frying a book.”

The manager’s voice echoed through the entire three floors, loud and clear.

Now that the manager spoke on his own, it was different from Monk Wuhu coming down to say it himself later.

Forced to the end of his rope, the manager could only tell everyone like this.

Everyone was shocked, and the crowd fell completely silent.

The crowd grew larger and larger since Li Xiaobai went up, and there had been no sign of movent, making many people more and more curious, speculating what kind of trick Monk Wuhu was pulling and what he had actually gained.

Was it supre Buddhist Law, boundless Buddha Power, or sothing even more mysterious?

The diners’ curiosity grew stronger and stronger.

“Is he trying to bankrupt the Fasting Hall with his appetite?”

“It’s terrifying. Have they already digested all that?”

“Monk Wuhu isn’t number one this ti. There’s no need to hold the Debating Buddha Platform.”

Voices of chatter arose all around, all stunned by what the manager said.

None of these people ever thought they’d encounter such a scene.

Monk Jigong’s eating style and Monk Wuhu’s speed were enough to amaze these people for quite a while.

And Monk Wuhu seed to be creating one legend after another at this mont.

This man’s cultivation level was unfathomable and could potentially beco the dark horse on the Debating Buddha Platform.

Those who could do what Monk Wuhu did were few and far between. They needed to report today’s situation to their respective temple forces as early preparation; truly, those who could seize the host’s cave dwelling seats were not ordinary people.

Now, everyone was waiting to see whether Monk Wuhu could succeed, whether he could eat everything on the third-floor nu at once. Saying he’d fry a book wasn’t hard, but actually saying it and eating it was formidable.

To say you’re frying a book is already quite a feat. If you order and then don’t move at all, that’s truly remarkable.

The manager’s expression was unusually strange after hearing this, clearly wanting to say sothing, but it wasn’t appropriate to say directly.

If it were truly paying custors, frying one book, let alone ten, would be good for business.

But looking at Li Xiaobai’s appearance, it was clear he wasn’t likely to pay. Thus, at this mont, the manager’s head was large enough to burst.

With the addition of these diners and non-diners outside watching the spectacle, the manager was increasingly at a loss for words.

The loss this ti was imasurable, though it wouldn’t an that all of the Fasting Hall’s revenue since its inception would be lost.

But for a long ti, this renowned Fasting Hall might truly not live up to its reputation.

And that wasn’t the main issue. The manager was very curious about who was behind Monk Wuhu, directing him. Why was Monk Wuhu only targeting the Fasting Hall among so many establishnts?

The three individuals on the third floor now faced each other, each speculating on the other’s intentions.

Monk Wuyun was fortunate to be here watching Li Xiaobai; otherwise, soone of Monk Wuyun’s status would find it incredibly shaful to be out procuring supplies.

Even without leaving like Zhang Wei and Hong Yan, Elder Wuyun, facing Monk Wuhu, felt that this person was indeed sowhat unfathomable.

“Wait a mont, the fragrant tea here is no less than the dishes.”

“The first cup of tea, Cloud Mist Summit.”

Elder Wuyun said to Li Xiaobai and Monk Jigong.

With a wave of his hand, two cups of lightly fragrant tea appeared, with a spiraling aroma that was quite enchanting.

Just slling the tea, one felt as if they were ditating, deeply contemplating.

Elder Wuyun knew that Monk Wuhu here was likely impossible to reason with, or rather, Elder Wuyun couldn’t handle him.

However, with Monk Jigong, Elder Wuyun still had so strategies.

Monk Wuhu wanted food and drink to enhance Buddha Power, but seeing Monk Jigong’s deanor, it was evident that gaining anything from the Fasting Hall’s food and drink was difficult.

“Gulp!”

“Gulp!”

Monk Jigong now said little, sniffing the tea and swallowing, seemingly completely drawn to it.

“If these two are attracted to the fragrant tea, delaying long enough, those preparing below will find things much easier!”

Elder Wuyun knew that though Monk Wuhu and Monk Jigong seed to be enjoying themselves on the second floor, Monk Jigong was genuinely indulging, while so-called Master Wuhu was absorbing the Buddha Power from the dishes like everyone else.

Master Wuhu wanted to gain advantage here, essentially dining for free, while what Monk Jigong was truly seeking was a concern of Elder Wuyun.

Even though Elder Wuyun wasn’t the manager, whether the Fasting Hall was affected ant little to him, but the strange arrival of Monk Wuhu and Monk Jigong suggested a preditated plan.

Thinking of all those who’ve tried to dine and dash at the Fasting Hall, many attempted, but those who succeeded and left the Hall with no recourse were exceedingly rare, perhaps never before seen.

Not only had such people appeared, but two ca at once. How could Elder Wuyun not be curious about what else these two might accomplish?

Elder Wuyun’s curiosity was normal, but he didn’t know that the curiosity of the first and second floor managers led to Monk Wuhu’s ascent!

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