C137 I Killed My Way Back

Around 9 in the morning.

Dong Ruicheng felt a little awkward as he washed his hands in Fallow Garden. He took off his jacket, changed into clean slippers and sat down to eat with them, the take-out boxes were all cardboard boxes, which were much safer and better than plastic. Gu Shinian held a pair of chopsticks at the table and waited for Dong Ruicheng to sit down