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... so kind. Good people will be rewarded.”

The fierce monk was quite dissatisfied that Gong CaiCai only donated ¥50. However, he noticed that Gong CaiCai still had a lot of hundred dollar bills in her wallet, so he didn’t say anything.

“Gong CaiCai, that was completely unnecessary!” I complained, “Instead of giving your money to this damn monastery, you should have treated me to dinner later!”

I said it as a joke, but Gong CaiCai took it seriously. She took out her rabbit-s ...

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