"Jiang, Master Jiang, that's a joke that should not be made! How could there be a lady in the monk's room? This is a sacred place of Buddhism, such a joke must not be made!"
Wang Xiao pressed his palms together and immediately recited a Buddhist name.
Jiang Xiaobai laughed heartily and patted Wang Xiao on the shoulder, saying, "Master Wang Xiao, I was just joking, why are you so nervous!"
Wang Xiao said, "Master Jiang, I am a monk, some jokes cannot be made. You should talk about your actual business."
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Alright, since that's the case, let's talk about serious matters. Let me ask you, where is that box of yours from?"
"What box?"
Jiang Xiaobai asked in such an obscure manner, Wang Xiao was bewildered for a moment, unable to understand what Jiang Xiaobai was referring to.
"That black wooden box which houses your master's relic." Jiang Xiaobai replied.
