Eighteenth Lord nodded slightly and said, "It''s just his personality..."

    Apricot Fairy smiled and said, "It''s just acting. If his personality is a bit poor, just bear with it. In a moment, we''ll lure him into the room, and you''ll listen for my cue when I smash a cup. By then... heh, he''ll either comply with us or he''ll be utterly disgraced. I know these monks best — reputation is more important to them than life itself."

    Eighteenth Lord''s eyes shone, thinking it feasible.

    Just then, a bald man came over, pushed Eighteenth Lord aside, and leaned close to Apricot Fairy, chuckling, "Fairy, let me introduce myself. I am a monk from the Great Tang of the Eastern Lands, traveling to the Western Paradise to seek the True Scriptures.

    This year I''m eighteen, young and strong, with healthy thoughts, never touched a woman in my life, a sturdy and vigorous sole descendant, a pine tree tall and straight — guaranteeing your satisfaction!"

    On hearing this, Viscount Solitary, who had a dark complexion.

    A nearby ghost chuckled, "Does Viscount Solitary feel offended?"

    Viscount Solitary snorted twice, not wanting to speak... because his true form was a pine tree.

    Tang Sanzang didn''t mind what others thought and continued with his introduction:

    "Let me put it this way.

    My brother is the Emperor of the Great Tang, ruling over a glorious dynasty.

    I have four disciples: one is the demon-saint, Great Sage Equalling Heaven Sun Wukong; another is the naval commander Marshal Tianpeng; another is the Curtain-lifting General; and also one of the Four Monkeys of Chaos, the Six-Eared Macaque.

    We also have a decent mount at home, the Crown Prince Little White Dragon of the Dragon King of the Western Sea.

    Besides being rideable, seafood is also plentiful, thousands of years old sea creatures are caught and bled one after another, all you can eat."

    Upon hearing this, Apricot Fairy turned pale. She was just a fairy of a thousand or so years practice, and here this bald guy was casually talking about eating and bleeding millennial creatures... Was this really a monk? She felt like he was more of a demon lord.

    She instinctively looked at Eighteenth Lord, who was smiling wryly, as if to say, you see this, this monk''s character really is questionable.

    Before she could look at anyone else, a bald head blocked her view.

    The cheeky bald pointed at himself and said, "Forgot to introduce myself.

    I''m Tang Sanzang, you can call me Sanzang, Zang Zang, or Brother Zang...

    Once we''re married, I think, Madame, you could have twelve husbands, give birth each hour, and we''ll have the full zodiac.

    Apricot Fairy stepped back and said, "Uh... I am not talented and should not embarrass myself. How about, holy monk, you recite a couple of lines? Um... let me create a poem."

    The old men were about to intervene when the bald monk blurted out:

    "The beauty before me is like a painting, I originally thought of composing a poem to grace the whole world."

    Upon hearing this, the old men were slightly stunned and thought, "Hey, although it''s not great, at least he didn''t cross the line."

    "Could it be that this bald fellow is aware to restrain himself in front of a beautiful woman?"

    Apricot Fairy gave them a look that seemed to say: See, isn''t this just a normal monk? Not as bad as you make it out to be.

    Everyone was just taking a sigh of relief...

    Tang Sanzang continued, "Alas, I am not cultured, but my bosom is indeed grand!"

    Clang!

    The porcelain cup in Apricot Fairy''s hands fell to the floor and shattered!

    The old men simultaneously covered their faces, thinking, "As expected, you can''t teach an old dog new tricks, a baldy can''t stop being crass!"

    Tang Sanzang, nonetheless, unconcernedly looked at Apricot Fairy, grinned, and said, "Girl, how''s my poem? I''ll tell you, every line is heartfelt, not a single falsehood."

    Apricot Fairy gave a dry laugh, "This... um, very nice..."

    She really couldn''t bring herself to say more with a clear conscience, suddenly she turned to face the others and asked, "What do you think?"

    Everyone wanted to curse, but ultimately they held back and reluctantly praised, "Indeed not bad, truly worthy of the holy monk of Great Tang, each word a pearl..."

    Unable to stand it anymore, Duke Eighteen signaled with his eyes, suggesting everyone stop the nonsense and get to the main point!

    So Apricot Fairy moved closer to Tang Sanzang and whispered softly, "Holy monk, with your great talent, why don''t we take advantage of this beautiful night to... eh eh eh!"

    Apricot Fairy was trying to flirt a little more when before she could finish, Tang Sanzang swept her up and strode into the house, saying as he went, "I got your point, sister! A moment in spring is worth a thousand gold, let''s not waste any more time!"

    Apricot Fairy quickly turned back to give everyone a look.

    Duke Eighteen immediately shouted, "Holy monk, Apricot Fairy just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk, nothing more!"

    Everyone: "@#￥..."