It was late at night...
After Annie returned and told a certain pig, a certain big macaque, and a certain dragon what she had heard from the old Taoist, she ordered them to go out that very night to investigate and make the necessary arrangements. She told them to start putting things into motion if they got the chance. Then she casually plopped a soft, fluffy cushion beside the bonfire in the cave, leaped onto it, and promptly fell fast asleep.
That was right!
Annie had no intention of dealing with anything the old Taoist had gone out of his way to tell her herself. She was leaving it all to the subordinates she had just gathered. As for her, she would eat and drink as she pleased and do absolutely nothing!
Now, how did that saying go?
As long as the employees worked hard enough, the boss could look forward to a Ferrari?
Though Annie had no interest in getting a Ferrari, it was still quite possible for the great immortal Annie to spend her days eating, drinking, and having fun, and enjoy that carefree life where she didn't have to worry about a thing.
Before, she and her "monkey" Tibbers had handled everything themselves simply because she hadn't had anyone working under her. But things were different now. She had people who flew through the sky, crawled on the ground, and hung from trees. She was positively surrounded by talent!
So she left these little matters to them. The great immortal Annie could eat, drink, and sleep as she pleased, and just wait for those guys to get everything done.
However...
What Annie didn't know was that, on the north shore of the bitter sea in the snowy mountains of Little Western Heaven, while she was fast asleep,