Upon hearing Ma Wu bring it up, Li Banfeng suddenly remembered the matter. "We can't keep talking about this! Why didn't you pick one?"
Ma Wu arched his eyebrows. "It's your land. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to pick."
"Why do you care about that? Won't this cause problems? I made an agreement with him: we have two days to pick the plots. If I don't choose, he'll pick for me."
Li Banfeng hurriedly had Chuanzi prepare the offering table. Once the incense candles and offerings were set up, Shui Yongquan's figure appeared again.
"Brother Li Qi, you're back."
Li Banfeng nodded. "I'm back. I came back specifically to choose a plot of land."
Shui Yongquan smiled. "No need to choose. I've chosen for you."
Li Banfeng glared at Ma Wu, took a deep breath, and chuckled dryly. "You didn't pick a swamp for me, did you?"
Shui Yongquan frowned. "What kind of person do you think I am? I picked you a top-notch plot of land. Follow me."
