Zhu Yan looked at Luo Huasheng with a strange expression: "Master Luo, aren't you a monk? Do you also want to see women undress?"
Luo Huasheng was startled, not expecting Zhu Yan's focus to be so peculiar: "I, I'm merely explaining a matter, it has nothing to do with undressing women, alright!"
"Hey, Master Luo, if you want to speak, isn't there an old saying that goes? 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in the heart,' as long as the Buddha is in one's heart, wine and lust are merely external things."
"Zhu Yan, shut your filthy mouth. Drinking is one thing, but you cannot indulge your lust. If you say one more word, believe it or not, I'll twist your head off!" Luo Huasheng roared.
