Immediately, Monk Wu Ying's gaze fell on Ye Chenfeng.
Monk Wu Ying carefully scrutinized Ye Chenfeng, and then his expression suddenly changed dramatically, his eyes filled with horror and danger.
The way he looked at Ye Chenfeng was as if he had seen a ghost.
"Let's go!"
Without another word, Monk Wu Ying intended to leave with the group of young monks.
"This..."
The sudden scene left Chu Qingxue and the others puzzled.
Why did Monk Wu Ying take a look at Ye Chenfeng and then run away as if he had seen a ghost?
Not only Chu Qingxue but even the group of young monks were at a loss.
"What's wrong with Brother Wu Ying?"
One of the young monks asked crisply.
The young monk's question seemed to remind him, and Monk Wu Ying looked at the alms they had collected, and immediately pulled it out, giving it all to Chu Qingxue.
"We can't accept your charity, benefactors. We're leaving!"
