It's really not that special!
This is just a monk sweeping the floor!
He was wearing a tattered robe from a temple in the Western Regions, and was sweeping the road with a broom in his hand.
He appears harmless and would not be taken seriously by anyone.
Even Wang Jianguo, who had been here for a long time, and the short Wu Zong didn't quite remember if they had seen this person before.
This person has a very ordinary face, so there's nothing wrong with him at all.
But at this moment, the sweeping monk ignored the two of them.
He simply looked at Wang Hao calmly and said indifferently, "Young man, this library is open to the public. You are free to come and go as you please, and this humble monk will not stop you."
But you... are not allowed to take anything out of the library!
Not even a single blade of grass or a single tree would be acceptable, let alone the scriptures here.
Am I right?
Wang Hao was also slightly dazed at this moment.
He hadn't expected that after being thrown out by Wang Jianguo, a Martial Grandmaster, he would be caught so easily!
Most importantly, this person looked like just an ordinary monk!
He's just a hermit monk!
How could someone like that possess such terrifying strength?
At this moment, Wang Hao could hardly believe it!
However, Wang Hao quickly regained his composure and said in a deep voice, "Senior, the scripture I took away shouldn't be anything particularly precious in the Scripture Pavilion, right?"
"Not even this one scripture is acceptable?"
The sweeping monk gently shook his head, his expression calm, and said, "I said, let alone scriptures, even a blade of grass or a tree..."
That won't work either!
You are like this, and so are those two benefactors!
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