"Go ahead and laugh, let's see how Ancestor Gongshan treats you this time." The old Taoist gleefully said.
Zhao Sansheng was surprised and asked cautiously, "Is the Ancestor out?"
"He's inside, go pay your respects." The old Taoist pointed to a Talisman Hall behind him, smiling lightly.
"Well, I just remembered that I forgot to harvest my family's medicine field, maybe next time..." Zhao Sansheng turned to leave.
At this moment, a furious voice suddenly echoed from the Talisman Hall.
"You rascal, get in here quickly!"
Hearing this, Zhao Sansheng's heart turned cold, and he gave an awkward smile to Song Changming and Li Jinyu beside him.
"Let's go, follow me to see Ancestor Gongshan..."
Inside the Talisman Hall.
Seven old Taoists were sitting on both sides, with an even older white-haired elder with a stern face sitting in the main seat.
"Greetings to the senior brothers and the Ancestor." Zhao Sansheng greeted with a wry smile.
