"Looks like you don't know everything after all."
Seeing Wusheng Heavenly Venerable silent, Qi Yuan shrugged.
"I just so happen to need a mirror for my house, are you interested in hanging on my wall?"
Qi Yuan looked at the Myriad Manifestation Mirror and spoke slowly.
At this moment, Wusheng Heavenly Venerable, who had kept his eyes closed, opened them, his own consciousness returning.
"Venerable Wan Ri jokes," Wusheng Heavenly Venerable chuckled.
"How do you know I'm joking?" Qi Yuan was stealthy.
If the other party accepted, he would naturally accept it graciously.
If the other party refused, it would simply turn into "I didn't really want it anyway," just a joke.
"Thank you for answering the question I wanted to ask, Unique Temple. Consider this a favor I owe you," Qi Yuan said.
He was always clear about his debts and grudges.