Yinna looked at Lin Dong with undisguised adoration before whispering, "Sir, you are truly incredible. Even those high-ranking monks who could fly were no match for you."
Yinna was merely a girl from a poor, ordinary family with little worldly experience. In her mind, those flying monks were like celestial immortals—beings she could never dream of provoking. Yet, these people had been played like puppets by Lin Dong. Did that not mean Lin Dong was even more powerful than an immortal?
Lin Dong looked back. The two old monks were still struggling, flailing their limbs in the air like turtles trapped inside a shell. Lin Dong spoke with visible disdain. "High-ranking monks? True ascetics value compassion, yet these people are savage and unreasonable, even attempting to harm others. How could they possibly be considered high-ranking?"
Chapter 145