"Ugh, Boss Lin Tian's ignoring me again. Is he cooking up something big with the Group Master again?" Fat Tiger was heartbroken.
"Hahaha, Fat Tiger, give it a rest. It's not time to put your public-opinion machine to use yet. Why report in every single day? Boss Lin Tian already told you to get two thousand teahouses spread across the Great Tang first." Seeing how aggrieved Fat Tiger was, Silver Horn couldn't help laughing.
"Ugh, you think I don't want to pick up the pace? A single penny can bring even me, Fat Tiger, to my knees! I've been going crazy making money. Lately, there haven't even been any gambling dens left for me to visit." Fat Tiger sent an emoji lamenting the hardships of a tiger's life.
"Hey, why is it just us? Did everyone die?"
Golden Horn blinked. He realized that the Vine Dao Venerable Group had been unusually quiet lately. No matter how much they chatted, it was always just the same few of them flooding the chat.
"Golden Horn, you're the one who's dead! I'm reading Grimm’s Fairy Tales. Old Black and the others' ideas have given me a few thoughts about my own trial, too."
The White Bone Demon immediately sent an emoji blazing with fury.
"Hahaha, Golden Horn, don't think you can flush everyone out with that trick."
Fat Tiger laughed.
"Forget it. Brother Yellow Wind is in seclusion. He said he wanted to perfect his Threefold Samadhi Divine Wind divine ability."
"Brother Bull Devil King said our sister-in-law argued with him again recently, so he went to comfort her."
"Also, Brother Kui Wood Wolf said his wife's birthday was coming up and he was preparing a present. We haven't seen hide nor hair of him for days, either."
"And needless to say, Old