The uncle sneered and said in a mocking tone, “Bald bastard, I’m not done yet! Come, fight me!”

Zen Master Baimei walked up to him while wearing a helpless expression. Then, he whipped the uncle with his prayer beads, making him shriek and fall to the ground.

“Merciful Buddha. Are you still not willing to come to your senses?”

“Damn you!”

Zen Master Baimei whipped him again. “Do you still want to resist?”

I was speechless. Zen Master Baimei’s way of converting people was really special.

The uncle was enraged; he grabbed the Millennial Icy Sword and struggled to get up. He still wanted to fight Zen Master Baimei.

However, Zen Master Baimei attacked him before he could get up. “It seems I’ll have to work hard today. I’ll hit you until you come to your senses!”

I almost laughed. At this moment, Zen Master Baimei didn’t look like a senior monk but a thug.

The uncle’s attempt to defy the heavens had failed, so...