"Jia Dao, which incense does Zhou Xuan's fifth Tangkou ultimately follow?"
Bi Fang was very frustrated. He did not know what had happened in the Mingjiang Prefecture's Donkey Shed Shop. Why did his connection with Jia Dao become so intermittent?
And how unfortunate, every time he asked the most crucial question, Jia Dao's connection would break off.
"What happened? A perception blockage? Or is there some mutation in the Mingjiang Prefecture? Is a new heavenly chess game starting?"
Bi Fang could only speculate, and the more he speculated, the more far-fetched it became. However, breaking his head, he could never have imagined—his destiny gear as a Heavenly Dome-level god had quietly begun to turn because of an enthusiastic auntie.
...
"Get up, get up, get up."
The enthusiastic auntie shook Jia Dao awake.
"What are you doing? I'm just trying to sleep, why are you yelling at me?"
