C532 Hongmen Feast

Seeing the tiredness on Sun Xiaoliu's face, Shen Duanmo did not have the face to continue sitting here. He sprinkled a packet of cinnabar on the edge of Sun Xiaoliu's tent and then whispered to Sun Xiaoliu to be careful. If there was any danger, he would call out to her.

Sun Xiaoliu nodded perfunctorily. After Shen Duanmo left, she put down her book and laid down