Lu Chengfeng was met with a playful, yet mocking gaze from Yi Hongchen, and his expression immediately became somewhat stiff. He could only fake a cough and say, "Enough, enough, the important matter is urgent, the important matter is urgent."
"Dear sister, let's hurry and find that old bald donkey!"
Yi Hongchen couldn't help but chuckle, "That's the extent of your ability."
Lu Chengfeng's face twitched slightly, but since he was at a disadvantage, he could only let this woman swagger.
"True Monarch sister, do you have a way to find that old bald donkey's location?"
He quickly changed the topic.
At this moment, Yi Hongchen's clothes were all neatly arranged, her gauzy dress fluttered in the wind, and her waterfall-like long hair casually draped over her chest, adding a touch of allure compared to before.
She raised the Qianyuan Golden Tripod with her right hand, observing the fortune inside, which was swirling like golden liquid.
