C141 Coercion

Fat Monk had a kind face and long earlobes that dangled like two noodles, swaying with every step he took.

Although his face was friendly, it was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for me.

Fat Monk looked at me with a smile, clasped his hands, and bowed, "Amitabha... For the past few days, a great calamity has been coming. Why don't you let this poor monk take a look for you