My name is Gao Fei, the director of Guanyue Temple in Tonghuai, and I am twenty-eight years old.
Others go to the temple to worship gods, but I go to the temple and go home. Master Guan is my Uncle Guan, Grandpa Yue is my Grandpa Yue, and the twenty-four generals are the uncles and uncles who watched me grow up naked.
Someone asked me: Why are you, a temple guard, walking sideways in Quanzhou?
I just smiled, turned around and shouted, "Uncle Zhang, someone is looking for trouble."
Zhang Yide roared, and all the dogs on Tumen Street tuck their tails.
Later they asked me if I could keep a low profile.
I said OK. Then I took out my mobile phone: "Uncle Zhao, could you please come?"
Later, the whole city knew it - I would rather mess with the Lord of Hell than the Chief Gao. There are so many people in his family.
