C167 Whether He Was an Enemy or a Friend

"You... where did you find this?" Han Feng glanced at the supply box before meeting the girl's gaze with a cautious inquiry.

"Hmm? I can't seem to open this thing, but you're pretty attached to it, aren't you?" The girl dodged Han Feng's question, her slender, jade-like fingers toying with the supply box as curiosity danced in her bright eyes.

"Who are you?" Han Feng pressed