"While you're guarding the bones and waiting for the corpses, I'll do some preparation, you don't mind, right?"
Lucy helplessly spread her hands and asked.
"Feel free. Oh, and Lulu, since you're preparing, take care of that person's body while you're at it."
Ling Mo cleaned his tactical knife, said.
"It's my companion's body after all, of course, I'll handle it. But somehow, after you said it, I suddenly felt a bit annoyed..."
Lucy was about to walk away when she suddenly heard Liu Baodong ask, "That tactical dagger, where did you get it from?"
"Why?" Ling Mo looked up at him and counter-asked.
"Did you get it from the Falcon Camp?" Liu Baodong asked again.
Seeing Ling Mo didn't respond, Liu Baodong coughed slightly, walked up and said in a familiar tone, "I guessed right, didn't I? So you have a good relationship with Falcon Camp, huh?"
