The next day, Presbyter Sixth came to him again and talked a lot.

Chu Xun frowned and asked, "Senior, what can I do for you?"

The Sixth Presbyter stopped blabbering with a kind smile on his face like an elder, but Chu Xun was disgusted. As the saying went, even putting on a sheepskin, a beast was still a beast.

Chu Xun could guarantee that if the Presbyter Sixth knew his real identity, he would turn hostile faster in a second.

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