Stretching lazily.
Zhu Minglang went to the street to find something to eat.
Not appearing as a deity, Zhu Minglang knew he was being talked about both in the mortal realm and the God Realm. He preferred freedom when he needed it. The idea of the heavens was quite good, allowing gods to freely traverse the mortal world. Even a vendor selling tofu pudding on the street might be a Temple Lady...
Therefore, the touching love story between a cowherd and a celestial maiden does exist in the present world. After all, the most popular story is the beautiful tale of a Sky Monarch and a mulberry farmer.
As he walked, Zhu Minglang saw a weapon shop. The burly man forging iron at the door looked very familiar; most likely an apprentice from the Divine Weapon Pavilion who had learned for years and then opened his own shop.
