In the days that followed, Xiaobao continuously acquired Qiankun Bags, opening them one by one.
Unfortunately, he never again encountered any high-grade Qiankun Bags, not even damaged ones.
On the third day, a piece of paper suddenly appeared on his desk.
Xiaobao frowned and picked it up: "Want to rescue Lu Zihan? We can help. If you're interested, meet at Yang Mountain."
Xiaobao put away the note, his eyes bright, looking outside: "Sis, do you know where Yang Mountain is?"
Li Xiao, who was sitting there practicing, was startled by Xiaobao's words.
Li Xiao looked at Xiaobao: "It's so late, you're going out?"
"Yes, I need to go to Yang Mountain."
Seeing the bright look in Xiaobao's eyes, Li Xiao said coldly, "This late at night, going that far to meet a lover?"
"Don't joke, it's important!" Xiaobao said seriously.
"Alright, I'll drive!" Seeing Xiaobao's urgency, Li Xiao didn't hesitate.
