"By the way, boss, after seeing this thing, I had a bold idea in my mind!"

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Oh? What do you think?"

Tang Yan chuckled and pointed at the small lantern on the head of Prophet Hanguang.

"If you ask me, let's build an iron pole and stick it in the ground, then hang the fishman up and make it into a street lamp!"

"..."

Hearing this, Jiang Tian fell silent for a while.

Then, he glanced at Tang Yan.

"You kid...what the hell do you want to do?"

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Chapter completed!