Cai Yu's plan went smoothly, just as she had anticipated.
Although the Snow Mountain God had a liking for Zhang Chi and enjoyed watching him idly, serious matters took precedence.
The Snow Mountain God didn't want to become a God who neglected affairs of state over her attraction to beauty, and every day she spent a certain amount of time listening to her subordinates' reports, maintaining the image of a wise and enlightened deity.
This, too, had been noticed by Cai Yu, who, with her Thousand-mile Eyes' observation abilities, managed to find something for the War Song Priest to do, successfully diverting the Snow Mountain God's gaze.
"Thump thump thump."
This wasn't the sound of Cai Yu knocking on the door, but the pounding of her own heartbeat.
And boy, when thinking about doing something bad, even before acting, the heart races like a drum.
Finally, Cai Yu mustered up the courage and knocked on the door of Zhang Chi's house.
"Come in!"