In the end, Zhou Ze still made a phone call. After all, the old Daoist's life was in the hands of the other party. Previously, when he said that he wanted to collect an animal world, it was just for fun. There was no direct purpose to it.
A salted fish could occasionally turn over a new leaf when it was bored, but if you let it have any long-term plans, it would really be too difficult for it.
Moreover, Zhou Ze saw how difficult it was to deal with the Old Mountains and forests in the northeast. You caught one and then came out of the mountains to find you one by one. It really annoyed you.
Sitting in the private room, the female receptionist served a cup of Longjing tea. Then, she stood behind Zhou Ze generously and helped him massage his shoulders.