The Daoist continued to add, "This altar is rather complex, it's best to have Mr. Yu present. So I hope Miss Tang can find a time to invite Mr. Yu over."
Miss Tang looked at her watch and said awkwardly, "Actually, I'm not that familiar with Mr. Yu. His birth details, hair, or blood, aren't easy to get. I'll do my best."
She's not Mrs. Fang, who could make a fuss, yank her hair out, and scratch her neck...
Miss Tang rubbed the back of her neck that had been scratched, looking at the broadcast still showing Mr. Zhuge's side, feeling furious.
She sneered, "Dare to use such despicable methods on me, I'll skin him alive!"
As she spoke, Miss Tang rushed out of the small library, heading towards the courtyard entrance.
Daoist Wang and Daoist Quan saw this and hurriedly gave chase.
But they were a bit overweight and out of shape, so when Miss Tang leaped over the fence into Mrs. Fang's yard, they were only halfway through.
