"Open the door to do business, are you still picking customers?" Tang Ning sat on the chair and looked at the man and said.

"Swish! There is no good thing for monks nowadays." A man from the next table sneered, glanced at the little monk and said, "Don't you know that monks are not welcome in this city? You dare to come to the city? Why don't you get out of here!"

Tang Ning looked at the man with a serious voice and said, "The Buddhist disciples have always been good at acting. They claim to be outsiders, so they are naturally not comparable to things like you."

Her voice was slow, but the man's face turned red when he said something. She imitated him, raised her chin and glanced at him, and said, "The road is up to the sky, this is not your home, so what qualifications do you have to drive people away? Besides, how do you get out? Why don't you get out first and I'll take a look?"

"Little bald donkey! You are looking for death!"

The man slammed the table and shouted with anger, making the couple in the stall sweat. They were worried that the man would beat the young monk to death if he got angry. The woman hurriedly signaled the man beside him to come forward and persuade him.

"Hotel, guest, don't be as familiar with children. He looks only four or five years old and doesn't know anything." The man stepped forward and said, and then said to the little monk: "Little monk, please leave quickly!" If you stayed there, you were really afraid that he would be beaten to death here.

Tang Ning sat at the table, playing with chopsticks in both hands, and said disapprovingly: "I didn't cause trouble and didn't bully people, why should I leave? I sat down and haven't eaten yet! He will leave if I want to leave."

"Little bald donkey!"

The man shouted angrily, stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Tang Ning's clothes, preparing to throw the person out directly, but his outstretched hand was pinched by the chubby little hand before he touched his collar.

"Click!"

The little hand pinched his wrist, which seemed to be light and fluttering but didn't use any strength, but it made his entire arm unable to lift up. Because the hand that was being held was turning outward, his body could only turn outward and twist, trying to relieve the pain from his wrist.

However, the sound of the bone cracking and the severe pain from his wrist still made him scream in terror.

"Ah! My hands...hand!"

"This is not a hand, this is a claw."

A tender voice came out softly. She held the man's hand with one hand and played with chopsticks with the other. Suddenly, the chopsticks were inserted into the table and directly penetrated and stood up on the table. Seeing the screaming man's forehead oozing cold sweat, he responded repeatedly.

"Yes, not hands, but claws, claws. Master, please let go of my claws. I dare not, really dare not."

"You called me a little bald donkey just now?" asked in a tender voice slowly, flicking the chopsticks stuck on the table with one hand, and asking, "I'm shaving my head is a nuisance to you? Otherwise, I'll shave you too?"

Her eyes moved away from the chopsticks and landed on the man's thick hair, as if she was thinking about whether to shave his bald head?

When the man heard this, his face turned pale: "No, no, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have failed to cultivate my ethics. I shouldn't have cursed people randomly. I will change, I will definitely change!"

"Really?" Tang Ning looked at him suspiciously.

"Really!" the man nodded quickly and responded.

"Okay! If you want to change, I will always give you a chance." She seemed to believe his words, smiled, let go of his hand, but saw him get angry, pull out the knife from his waist and slashing at her.
Chapter completed!