"This Poor Daoist Luya, I would like to have an audience with the Heavenly Emperor."
Li Ping'an looked at the guest list before him and raised his head to look at Luo Xuejing beside him.
Luo Xuejing hurriedly said, "That old Daoist is waiting outside right now. I have already secretly investigated him. He is a puppet made of special materials, no different from a regular person."
Li Ping'an nodded and turned to look at his elderly father.
"Can you see him for me?"
"Who is it?" Li Dazhi stretched his sleeves, "Has the foremost Immortal of the Ministry of Wealth in our Heavenly Court finally found some use for combat?"
Li Ping'an passed the guest list to him, and Li Dazhi immediately raised his eyebrows.
Li Dazhi chuckled and said, "What's wrong, why don't you want to see him?"
"He's not one of our own."
Li Ping'an's mouth turned down slightly as he spoke languidly,
