"Alright, I'll listen to you, Wifey."
The corners of Mu Tianyan's mouth curled up slightly. He agreed with his wife's decision very much.
Suddenly, Lu Zijia seemed to have thought of something. She removed the barrier and pulled her man out of the inner area, to the outer room where Pan Yiquan and his son were resting.
Pan Yiquan, who was telling his son something interesting, immediately pulled his son up nervously when he saw the two of them walk out.
"Alchemist Lu, Fellow Taoist Mu, do you need anything?"
Seeing Pan Yiquan's nervous reaction, Lu Zijia couldn't help thinking to herself, "Pan Yiquan is so burly. I didn't expect him to be a coward!"
Lu Zijia shook her head and sat down with her man on the side. "Sit down too. You don't have to be so nervous. We're not ferocious beasts. We won't eat you."
Pan Yiquan scratched his head awkwardly and smiled foolishly. "Alchemist Lu, you really know how to joke."
