Cai Qidong looked Wen Yan up and down, trying to see through him, wanting to know if Wen Yan was telling the truth or just coming up with some excuse to brush him off.
He had just finished saying he'd blocked all temple applications, and now Wen Yan was asking for a temple quota.
He thought for a moment and said,
"Are you doing this for Jiang Yanyan? He doesn't need it—he's a special case. He's got merit, he's an officially recognized River God, all the paperwork's done. He'll get an official temple. Even now, he can easily get the Dedication Brick. With both the hardware and software in place, he just needs a bit of time to settle, go through the process."
"I know. I'm not talking about him."
"Don't tell me you're planning to use the temple quota to win over that Dragon God? His temple isn't something that can be approved that easily. Even if I nod my head, it's no good. It needs several departments and headquarters' signatures."
