"Oh~ Almsgiver~"
After traveling around for three months to gather support for the Nangong Family and visiting military camps in border towns, Li Hu was summoned urgently by the mistress to return home. Just as he was contemplating taking a nap, he looked up and saw a chubby fellow standing on the street, smiling and waving at him.
Dressed in a Black Robe Kasaya, wearing a string of prayer beads around his neck, and holding a seven-foot bamboo stick; this outfit was oddly familiar, as was the prosperous appearance, but combined together they seemed unusual, and for a moment, Li Hu couldn't recognize who it was...
But before he could speak, his equally exhausted personal soldier impatiently raised his whip and lashed out.
"You begging fool! Want to die blocking the way here! Get out of my sight!"
"Oh, okay."
The chubby monk wasn't angry, and still smiling, nodded and walked away, surprisingly avoiding the falling whip tip perfectly.
