C52 Obsidian Mine

The corner of Ghost Dance's mouth curled up in a satisfied smile as he rubbed the back of Yuan Heng's head, "That's good. Do your own thing and don't ask anything else."

"Yes."

"I still have some obsidian here, so I'll give you five hundred yuan first. When you go to the Profound Continent, you'll need money everywhere. Moon Continent should be ugly at night now, right? It's still early