"Why does your home look like a Buddhist temple?" Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but ask.
Lan Zixuan replied, "Yes, my dad is a very superstitious person. The money he donates every year for merit could probably buy a villa in the city."
"Oh, I see, so your father is a very superstitious person." Jiang Xiaobai mused.
"Exactly, whenever he has any major decisions, he goes to Xuanyin Temple on Wuliang Mountain to consult with the Mage Yun Kong and listen to his advice." Lan Zixuan said while packing her luggage.
Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but laugh, thinking about how cunning Lan Guoqiang was. It's unbelievable that he could be swayed by those spiritual charlatans.
"Stop just standing there, come over and help me out," Lan Zixuan glanced back and said, "See that pink wardrobe? Open it; there are a few clothes inside that I need to take."
