C121 Fang Ming's Treatment of Violence

Without saying anymore, Fang Ming took out a pen and paper, wrote down a dozen or so things, and passed them over.

"Are you sure this is an item?"

Seeing the contents on the paper, Zhao Yichen's mouth twitched. What kind of things do I have to prepare!?

Spirit grasses, spirit herbs, and the like were all normal, but the hammers (at least spirit weapons grade)