Ever since that day, Zhu Yao had honorably changed into a piece of rock specialized in leg support.
No matter was it the bed’s leg, the table’s leg, or the wardrobe’s leg, as long as that man felt that the places were a little unstable, he would take Zhu Yao out and have her support them. She was basically a rock that would be moved whenever and wherever she was needed in this celestial palace.
“Eh? Why has it cracked?” The man took Zhu Yao out of the table’s leg, and looked at her under the light. As expected, a thin crack line was discovered.