The golden pagoda took a look at the big red flower accessory on its neck and said with disdain, "Master, this big red flower is so ugly. It destroys my mighty image. Can you change it?"
Lu Zijia held back her laughter and shook her head seriously, saying firmly, "No, come, come, line up quickly and prepare to start the show."
The golden pagoda, which was mercilessly rejected by its master, immediately felt gloomy.
"Fellow Taoist Lu, is this really fine?" Liang Zongxing, who was wearing a black protective robe, asked with a hint of uncertainty.
The Liang siblings, who were also wearing robes and dresses, also looked at Lu Zijia a bit nervously.
Lu Zijia looked confident. "Don't worry. As long as you do it according to what we discussed just then, I guarantee that our things will be popular and we won't have to worry about not being able to sell them."
