Mu Tianyan certainly wouldn't let such an unimportant matter disturb his wife, so he asked the golden pagoda, which had always been talkative, to deal with the cultivators who came to ask.
The golden pagoda wasn't dissatisfied with this job. Instead, it was very willing.
After all, this was a job that could benefit itself. How stupid would it be to not do it?
Mu Tianyan noticed that its eyes were rolling and it was smiling cunningly. He knew that it must be up to something again.
However, he didn't stop it.
As long as it didn't step on his bottom line, he was still very kind towards his wife's friends.
…
Seven days later.
"It's already the seventh day today, right? Why isn't there any movement over there?"
The cultivators stationed far away around the lava mountain couldn't help becoming a bit restless when they saw that the time Lu Zijia promised was about to arrive.
