Yang Ruoqing looked suspicious and said to Luo Fengtang: "Have you ever bullied him before when you went hunting in the mountains? Why does it feel like when he sees you, he sees the Shura King of Hell!"

She didn't think her words were exaggerated.

From the eyes of the old beggar, perhaps it could be said that he was an old madman.

What she felt was a kind of shock and fear coming from the depths of her soul.

Hearing her words, Luo Fengtang scratched his head and became even more confused.

"I've never met him, so how could I bully him?" he said.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it too.

"Maybe the way you shot the tiger just now scared him," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

He glanced towards the Guanyin statue.

The old beggar was hiding behind the Guanyin statue, holding the statue tightly with his dark fingers and sticking out half of his head.

He was also looking at the two of them, his eyes filled with fear.

Seeing him looking over, the old beggar quickly shrank back as if he had been electrocuted, hiding behind the Guanyin statue and shivering.
Chapter completed!