Seeing Yu Longting's behavior, which made it seem like he wanted to tie me to his belt, I wore an expression of helplessness, "Be good, the Primordial Spirit is too delicate and shouldn't be exposed recklessly."
"I was actually thinking of helping you out. Seems like I can't make a good wife after all." Yu Longting's large palm landed on my head and ruffled it a little, "The person behind that zombie demon isn't simple. Let hubby find you an assistant."
"An assistant...?" I looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Yu Longting's lips curved, "Isn't Zhang Zidao planning to capture that zombie demon? You even had a fight with it."
"Zhang... Who is Zhang Zidao... Wait, wait a minute!" I suddenly realized, "Are you talking about Zhang Zidao, the one called the ancestor by the sect members, who loves wearing the Sun Yat-sen suit, and has the appearance of a young man despite his white hair?"
"Right," Yu Longting said.
