Yan Mu Daoist Venerable was almost dumbfounded by Brother Cheng's excuse.
Need money for food, drinks, and other necessities?
Come on, my daughter is a Supreme!
She absorbs morning sun and evening moonlight!
She's been beyond ordinary levels by hundreds of streets!
Where does she have these needs?
His face quickly darkened as well.
"Kid, you're pushing it, asking me for stuff?"
You and I aren't in the same faction, you really have guts.
Brother Cheng shrugged: "If you don't provide living expenses in advance, I'm not sure if your daughter will be wandering the streets without food and shelter."
"You..."
"Hahaha!"
"Makes sense!"
This time it was Yu Jin Daoist Venerable who laughed gleefully.
Earlier he was a bit annoyed, but seeing Jiang Cheng asking even Evil Immortal Daoist Venerable for something, he instantly felt balanced and even delighted.
"Yan Mu Daoist Venerable, your daughter will be living in our Celestial Palace."
