Before Di Fuyi could say anything, Long Moyan took a step backward. Between his fingertips emerged a five-colored light… He was, in fact, very capable. He built a bamboo mansion beside the hill in a short period of time. It was octagonal, with arches and eaves, as well as dangling silver bells, making it seem elegant and traditional.
Looking at it from afar, the bamboo building looked more luxurious than his bamboo abode. Long Moyan's bamboo abode looked like a residence, but that bamboo building looked like a king's palace.
He bowed respectfully and spoke, "My Lord, please go into the bamboo building and have a rest."
Di Fuyi's eyes sparkled. He did not reject this time. "Okay, that is nice of you." He then lifted his foot and marched towards the bamboo building.
Long Moyan gave off an almost inaudible sigh and followed in hurriedly.
