"I'm not the temple master, I'm just a businessman."
Zhou Xuan reiterated his stance.
Doing some business, earning money through tattoos, while enhancing his incense offerings—it was already a pretty decent deal. If he became the temple master, that would make him the City God's Master, with far more responsibilities to manage.
Where would he find the leisure for that?
Qing Feng and Zhang Yifeng glanced at Zhou Xuan and realized he wasn't "pretending to decline"; he genuinely didn't want to become the temple master. For a moment, neither of them knew what to say.
Originally, their carefully prepared speech to "welcome Zhou Xuan as the new temple master" was stuck awkwardly in their throats when he bluntly rejected the idea.
The two could only shift their gazes toward Li Chengfeng for help.
