When Tianmiao appeared at the Western Management Bureau, the Creator God was already waiting for her.
"Miao Miao, you've worked hard." The Creator God smiled and thanked her, "Thank you so much, Miao Miao. This world..."
"Let's get this straight first, Xia Chuanyue is mine. I won't poach those two from your western side." Tianmiao interrupted the Creator God, speaking bluntly.
The smile on the Creator God's face froze, "Miao Miao, isn't that a bit much? You know, over here in the West, we're rather short on talent..."
"Uncle West, you know we're even more short-handed over there. Besides, how that soul ended up in your West, I haven't looked into it yet. If I find out someone on your side meddled, I won't just take back one person." Tianmiao pushed back without an inch.
"Alright, alright, once they report in, I'll send that Xia Chuanyue to your East." The Creator God said helplessly.
