At this point.
Zhang Ronghua smiled and looked at an empty space in the corner. He placed the Heavenly Will Myriad Temple there without sticking out at all. He took out the Great Sumeru Bag and placed it down.
Looking at the door, it was empty. It had been destroyed in a hurry.
"Repair this place," he instructed.
He then threw the formation plate over.
"Yes, sir!" Zheng Qingyu caught it and asked again.
"Master wants to bathe?"
"Yes."
In the bedroom, on the bed.
