"Me?" Lin Tian pointed at his own nose, incredulous: "Suitable to be a monk?"
For Lin Tian, the image of a monk meant a shaved head, no alcohol, no meat, no women.
Not drinking alcohol, he could accept, as he wasn't particularly fond of it.
But not eating meat? Unacceptable.
No women?
Are you out of your mind, or am I out of mine?
With so many charming beauties around, are you implying I should be the worst of the worst among players?
Lin Tian felt he couldn't possibly do such a thing. Not to mention Liou Qingcheng and the others disagreeing, even his parents would break his legs and have Wu Yong drag him home.
"Master, this joke is a bit much. A monk? I'm far from pure and would ruin the Five Pure Ones Temple's reputation."
Lin Tian waved his hands emphatically; his demeanor akin to a chaste woman resolutely avoiding vice.
