C457 Entering Glass Room

I crouched down and whispered into his ear, "Uncle, you've worked hard."

First Uncle ignored me and smoked his own cigar.

"First uncle, the dirt in the sand in Gong Rui's bag was also caused by you, right?"

"Don't bother me, tired."

He didn't say it out loud or deny it, but I have already determined that Uncle definitely brought out the soil in the middle of the sand