I'm a Taoist Priest. So What If I Only Know How to Con People?

Huang Xiaolu was a lonely orphan with no one to rely on. Just three days after his heartless master picked him up and brought him to the mountain, the old Taoist left behind a note that read, “I'm off on a journey. The temple and its debts are now in your hands. Don't miss me!” Then he made off with the last chicken in the temple that was still breathing. Almost at the same time, the biggest creditor at the foot of the mountain, the Blackwind Stockade's bandit chief, showed up to collect, carrying a three-hundred-jin spiked club! Huang Xiaolu looked at the dilapidated temple, then at the fearsome Wang Dachui. He cursed his master a thousand times in his heart, but forced a smile uglier than a cry. “Chief, you've come at just the right time. My master... before he died, he told me to pass on a message to you!”...