"My tutor is the Tao, what does it have to do with Buddha?"

"Are you provoking..."

Before Zhang Bao could finish speaking, he saw Zhang Jiao smiling and shaking his head.

Zhang Bao could only hold back the words below and lowered his head to hide his murderous intent in his heart.

Zhang Jiao still had a kind face, and there was no sign of ferocity.

"I wish you politely, little gentleman, I am ashamed of it."

After taking a sip, Zhangjiao slowly lowered the teacup.

"Whether Buddha or Taoism, as long as you are compassionate and save the world, I will respect you."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Wuxin, who was behind Hua Jiunan, timidly poked out half of his bald head.

"Namo Amitabha."

"The leader's words are great kind, and the little monk admires them."

Zhang Jiao looked at the cute little Wuxin, with a stronger compassionate expression in his eyes.

"I don't think the master is also a miserable person. It's a pity, it's a pity."
Chapter completed!