"Well, that would be wonderful."
Feng Xuanzi's expression was noticeably more relaxed than a moment ago.
This made Zhu Wuwei, standing nearby, feel quite sour. He cast sidelong glances at Mao Yi from time to time, thinking to himself that this fellow Mao was quite impressive—he had managed to get on the good graces of the Immortal Feng Xuanzi upon their very first meeting.
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