I Am Shaolin’s Strongest Lay Disciple

On a snowy, windy night...

Lin Feng climbed over the tall city wall, avoided the pairs of watchful eyes, and hurried along...

Braving the biting cold and his exhaustion...

He was almost down the mountain...

Lin Feng reached the mountain gate.

“I'm free!” Lin Feng raised both arms and shouted at the sky.

The next moment,

Huh...

Lin Feng: Senior Brother, why are you all hanging there?

Senior Brothers: Junior Brother, run! That old bald donkey is right behind you!

Lin Feng: Hahaha... Master, what a coincidence! Are you out to look at the snow? Hahaha, Master, your disciple wants to go down the mountain!

Master: Go down the mountain? Not a chance! Get back to the wall and reflect on your misdeeds!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.