The Three Thousand Great Daos

Jiang Lan heaved a sigh of relief.

He looked to the side.

It was his Senior Sister who had woken him up.

At this moment, Xiao Yu was wearing a normal set of clothes. Her sleeves were folded up, and her exposed arms were covered in dust. Her pants covered her long legs, and her boots naturally did not reveal her toes.

It was easy for her to get hurt if she was barefoot.

"Senior Sister, there's quite a bit of dust on your face," Jiang Lan said.

Xiao Yu didn't care about her own face, instead looking at Jiang Lan with a questioning gaze.

"Junior Brother, go away." She came to Jiang Lan's side and pushed him away.

"Let me be the one to build the house. Junior Brother, you just need to watch at the side."

Jiang Lan: "…"

If his Senior Sister was the one who built it, it would probably collapse in three months.

He naturally wouldn't let Xiao Yu be the one in-charge of building it.