Li Zhiyuan held up the Black Book, waving it in the direction of the fish pond.
Even though he didn't know if it could "see," he needed to make an effort to convey his intentions.
*Now, there were a lot of things and distractions at hand that he had to handle one by one.*
"Brother Runsheng, come and take these things."
"Alright."
Run Sheng walked over, picked everything up onto his back, weighed it a bit, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
The array flag could be left aside, but this set of corpse recovery tools was his favorite treasure. *He couldn't even dare to think about it when he woke up that day; just thinking about it broke his heart.*
"Xiao Yuan, where are they?"
"They went home."
"What about us now?"
"We're going home too."
When he got home, Li Zhiyuan went straight to the second floor and entered his room.
