Emperor Ziwei raised an eyebrow at the door god.
As far as he knew, the door god was a general who had died on the battlefield.
Many people in the mortal world volunteered to set up a memorial tablet for him.
"Do you know that even if you don't do anything, you're still qualified to be ranked in the immortal class?" The merit on his body was very thick.
"I know." The door god nodded slowly. But he wanted to protect his little master.
Emperor Ziwei understood his intentions.
"The reason why I came here today is actually because of Princess Jingshu." The door god looked around and then added a force to shield the surroundings.
"Why does it seem to have suddenly quieted down? Even the cicadas have stopped chirping." The nanny looked out of the window.
"Even the wind is gone."
The few mortals in the room did not notice it, but they felt that the world seemed to have quieted down.
Seeing how serious he was, Emperor Zi Wei added another one.
