Chen Mo thought he'd merely been studying a game formation. When he opened his eyes again, he was sprawled on a cold stone slab, with a strange, warm, fishy smell in his nose. Ahead, a pair of jade-smooth feet were stirring starlight in a murky basin!
He's transmigrated beneath Patriarch Bodhi's bed, and from the start he's landed in the middle of a big shot's foot-washing session. What is he supposed to do?!
