Yun chujiu understood the character of the nine-fingered old man. Otherwise, she would not have said that on purpose. She wanted him to leave the matter of demolishing the old statue to her.
At that time, she would be able to pull up the wool.
She had to admit that the mountain tribe was really a treasure land of feng shui!
There was delicious food and money to be made. It was simply wonderful.
It looked like she should visit other tribes more often. Perhaps she would also have some unexpected gains.
After she left the statue square, she strolled to the Eighth Branch Hall of the forging hall.
Although the black puppet did not allow her to continue investigating, she still wanted to find out what was going on.
She strolled around the Eighth Branch Hall and did not find anything strange. Just as she was about to leave, the refined spirit essence said pitifully,
“Master, I’m really hungry. Can I...”
“No!”
Refined Spirit Essence:”...”
