C105 To the Tombs of Mount Darsillian

Song Mo was leisurely walking along the road. It was a pity that Shen Tong rarely treated him to a meal. Letting out a breath, Song Mo headed for the smelly tofu workshop.

"Big brother, someone gave you something." As soon as he entered the workshop, Xia Zhi pounced on him.

Sister Zhang also walked over. "Young master, the items have all been placed in your room