"What?"

"Your guardian is watching over a thatched hut?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Hong Lao Liu couldn't help but burst into laughter and said, "Young Master Ye, we are Immortal Daoists, why would we need something like a thatched hut? Moreover, why would a broken thatched hut need guarding? Unless your thatched hut is made from the Tongtian Monuments?"

Hmm?