His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 271: Things Were Stolen

Chapter 271: Chapter 271: Things Were Stolen

Chapter 271

Several of the speakers had joined the group in recent years, and two of them, like Chloe Collins, were secular disciples whose parents had arranged for them to train here.

Chloe slapped their heads lightly: "If you have time, go train. Don’t be curious about other people’s affairs all day long."

A few juniors touched their heads in pain.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening was heard.

Chloe turned her head and stared at them, then lowered her head, and slowly raised the corners of her lips.

She couldn’t help but laugh.

Two seconds later, she couldn’t resist looking up again and laughed once more.

The grey robe on him was at least two sizes too small. The hem, which should have reached his ankles, only came to the middle of his calves. But the sleeves were a proper length on him, as they were designed to be longer than normal sleeves. The loose robe became fitted on his body, so he simply left it open and wore it like an outer garment. Underneath, he wore a white shirt, grey trousers, and a black belt around his waist. As he walked with firm steps, he had the demeanor of an ancient warrior.

The ill-fitting robe reduced his innate dignified aura and created a contrasting sense of endearing charm.

His appearance instantly reminded her of the warriors from Ryoto’s warring states period. Her mind couldn’t help but picture him with a "moon" hairstyle – that distinctive warrior’s haircut where the middle hair is shaved off.

This imaginative image made her unable to contain her amusement.

Looking at him again, she couldn’t help but imagine a tuft of whiskers on his face.

Now he was only missing a sword at his side.

She pursed her lips, trying to suppress her laughter, but failed.

"Ah, how did you get such a small one?" A little monk accused the previous little monk.

The little monk scratched his head: "I picked up the wrong robe, I picked up mine..."

"Senior, you take it off, I’ll go get you a new one."

Alexander Foster looked at the girl with a soft smile, her head down and lips pursed in laughter: "No need, it’s fine like this."

If it could make her laugh, even a little ridiculousness was worth it.

Chloe noticed his gaze and slightly suppressed her laughter, standing up: "Let’s eat first."

Although the temple’s vegetarian food was plain, she had missed it after not having it for so long.

Alex followed her to the dining place – the Temple of Fives.

Monks have rules when eating: they cannot talk, waste food, or sit improperly; their attitude must be serious.

Under such regulations, meals were quickly consumed.

The abbot seemed to be quite interested in Alex and chatted with him separately after the meal.

Chloe leaned against a red pillar and occasionally glanced inside the hall.

During the quiet moment, a little monk suddenly ran over with an anxious face.

"Senior Sister, it’s not good, your things have been stolen!"

Chloe’s face darkened: "Stolen?"

She glanced inside at Alex and then walked over.

Coming to the room where Alex had placed his belongings, she took a quick look at the table. Indeed, Alex’s backpack had been opened and emptied of the snacks and gifts intended for the Master.

"Senior Sister, I came over just now and saw the thief running in the direction of the back mountain. He wore a red robe, jeans, and was rather short, but had a broad back, so he must be a man. Wow, he ran so fast! In a blink of an eye, I couldn’t see him anymore. The problem is there’s only one escape route over the wall, and that wall is three meters high! The thief’s skill is really amazing."

Chloe walked over and picked up a pinch of hair from the table, her expression like this: ▼_▼

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