Return the gift...
Why so polite.
The 'scraps' piled up in the subspace, just randomly give him ten or eight boxes, and this small favor can be returned, right?
Wang Jixuan was lying in the stone coffin, couldn't help but yawn; No.5 was already peering over from the side.
"How should we proceed?"
"You can rest for a while," No.5's voice was clear and enchanting, but her expression was very aloof.
This made Wang Jixuan wonder if this guy had two personalities, one lively and active, the other noble and indifferent.
"Can I trust you?"
"Just as I trust you."
"Alright," Master Wang slowly closed his eyes, adopting a 'since here, then rest' attitude, pretending to sleep.
Of course, he couldn't just sleep straight away!
He still maintained basic vigilance.
Light and shadow flickered around, the stone coffin was activated by No.5, and streams of warm flow gathered from all directions.
The spire slightly trembled.
