C631 But Wanting to Make Money

Hiding in the shadows, Xiaotao noticed the situation and approached. "Hey! It's you, kid!"

Zitu glanced over, his expression instantly turning aloof. He adjusted his disguise mask and moved to stand behind Qingge.

"Whatever, brat!" Xiaotao grumbled, then turned to Qingge. "Where to next, ma'am?"

Qingge looked at the items in Xiaotao's hands: travel essentials like blankets, dried food