Luo Chen ignored Li Xin's angry curses, went straight back to the original spot, put down his backpack, and then closed his eyes to rest. It seemed like he had already forgotten the argument and conflict just now, his face full of calm and composure.
The White-haired Monk looked at this scene and couldn't help but exclaim, "Big brother, your skill of taking advantage of others' misfortunes is quite perfected, even the monk finds you very despicable!" His tone carried a hint of teasing and mockery.
Luo Chen snorted coldly, "Are you praising me or criticizing me?" A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, seemingly not satisfied with the monk's comment.
The White-haired Monk hastily explained, "Of course, I'm praising you! Actually, the monk feels that sometimes, big brother, you are too kind, not like a villain, completely at odds with your wicked reputation... Ah, if it were other fighters, things would be much simpler."
