When she saw that her scumbag father was very hesitant and conflicted and seemed to go against the idea of going up the mountain together, Shi Qingluo asked, "Do you still want to have a son?"
Third Son Shi was no longer conflicted and immediately jumped onto the horse carriage.
Sitting beside Xiao Hanzheng, he said, "Go, I'll go, alright?"
He was really afraid of this wretched girl.
Shi Qingluo curled her lips. "That's more like it."
To deal with a troublemaker, one had to be extremely careful.
The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain and the 3 of them walked to the Taoist temple together.
Shi Qingluo took out her key to open the door and brought Third Son Shi to the main hall.
The priest's ashes were already placed on the altar table, together with a carved urn.
At the front was a huge incense burner.
Shi Qingluo walked over and took 3 sticks of incense on the table before lighting them up.
