"Hmm, that sounds perfect."
Feng Xuanzi’s expression softened significantly compared to just a moment ago. This made Zhu Wuwei, who was standing to the side, feel a bit sour. He cast frequent side-glances at Mao Yi, thinking to himself that this man surnamed Mao was truly something; he had managed to get on the good side of the immortal Feng Xuanzi the moment they met. Could it be that he, too, was trying to curry favor with Feng Xuanzi?
*Absolutely not!*
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