C2780 If You Give Me Three Days of Light

The interior of the Bamboo House was extremely simple. A bamboo bed and a bamboo table were placed on top of it, and a single copy of the Ancient Martial Arts was placed on top of the table. Yang Ping sat upright and breathed calmly. He was not nervous because of the upcoming good fortune.

As usual, he was calm and resolute.

Seeing Yang Ping's expression, Madame Zhu nodded to herself