"Hey, what the hell are you up to? The job's done, you should be back already, but instead you're out traveling."
The fat guy's voice sounded particularly grating over the phone, of course, because there was the noise of a bulldozer in the background, forcing the fat guy to shout into the phone.
The construction of the small temple seemed to have started.
"I'm better than you." Mr. Su Bai replied.
"You're really too idle. We don't have much time left, maybe less than two years. You're not thinking about settling down and breaking through, and instead you're running around!"
"I'm better than you."
"Why did you bring that woman over here? Just to cook for us? Damn it, I know that cop surnamed Chu met an accident and died, so you were worried she might meet an accident too if she was left alone, but bringing her here? This is a temple, are you trying to turn it into a nunnery?"
"I'm better than you."
"......"
